It's part of my profession and I'm very good, you know." Said Ron."I'm sorry for being suspicious, but this is all strange to me. Paul is the only one...that has ever been in our bedroom. My head does still hurt and you did wonders with your fingers. I'll just close my eyes and relax. If I dose off, let yourself out. Quietly! I want to sleep until Paul returns."Ron's fingers felt so good, gently rubbing each side of her head. She was beginning to drift off, when she felt his lips brushing first. The other couples wife (lets call her Tanya) used to work for me. We got along but as mates and there was never any flirting or anything in the office. Anyhow she left the company eventually but me, my wife (lets call her Denise) and Tanya's husband (lets call him Martin) stayed at the firm. Anyhow back to the dinner party, we all drank far too much and were sitting in my dining room and me and Martin went out for a smoke and said lets get the wife's as drunk as we can by playing a drinking. As we left the restaurant it was a foggy night, and she pointed out to me that I couldn't possibly go home to South West London. I had an urge to bend her over a car in the street and lift her skirt up, but managed to control myself. We eventually got to her front door, and she invited me in. As the door closed, I pushed her against the hallway wall and pulled her dress off over her head, as she undid my trousers. Unclipping her bra, I lunged at her big firm nipples, sucking and kissing them as. During this time, when I was in the last year at school, I was still having regular sucking, fucking and fingering sessions with my eldest brother Tony.I also had gotten a weekend job at a local shop, a general grocers and newsagents on a nearby local estate, owned by two Asian brothers, the family coming from Bangladesh originally I think.The youngest of the two was in his late 40s and was somewhat of a sleeping partner, rarely seen in the store, leaving his wife and daughter to often serve in.