He grasped both buttocks, lifting the short skirt. His fingertips grazed her warm ass hole and pussy lips. He pressed his crotch against hers. She res...onded by parting her thighs, slightly, and hunching back. Her breasts were mashed into his muscular chest. Her nipples felt like little pebbles between them. Her sexual juices began to flow. Although their tongues met, he was careful not to destroy her makeup - that would cum later.Denise walked up beside the handsome couple. Her eyes were aflame. I thought of fucking her there itself. I controlled my feelings. Then she came back and sat in front of me. Then she started the conversation.She: So, How was your day? No office today?Me: I took off today. Don’t feel like going.Where is your kid? And Husband?? I asked by taking the last sip from my coffee.She: My son has gone to Playschool. He will be back in the evening.Me: Ohh. Your Husband?She:(In a sad tone) He comes here very often. He will be mostly busy with his business trips and will. You decide you are not through surprising me yet, and start sliding your skirt up over your knees again. You take my hand in yours and slide it under your skirt, placing it on your pantyhose covered leg. As I slide my hand upward from your knee, you part your legs and provide more room for my hand to wander under your skirt. As my fingers continue their journey upward, they feel the nylon turn to satin. You must have put your panties on over your pantyhose. As my fingers reach into the valley. 'You going to read long', he queried quietly, 'No, just finished', and at that I closed my book and turned around to put it on my side table, allowing the sheet to expose a good part of my buttocks, before covering myself and watching him undress.The bedside lamp remained on as he stripped completely nude, showing me his penis in its glory, swelling as he could not hide his pleasure my looking at him, 'Shall I leave mine off too', he asked me, referring to his pajamas, I nodded enthusiastically.