Here at the bottom my dick stood in full height and poking her. While feeding her I made circles with my forefinger on her thigh. She observed it and ...ooked at me. Then slowly she removed my hand from there as if very casually did it.I was disappointed but again my finger went over her thigh and did the same. This time she didn’t say anything. When she didn’t say anything I got courage and crawled my palm on her smooth stomach and slowly fingered her navel. I sensed her body shudder.That day it. But I had always thought that it stopped at a little flirting, a little flashing, a little touching. When we would get home after a party where she had flirted pretty good our sex would be the best. It obviously turned her on. Did I ever wonder if she cheated on me? Yah I admit I had. Yet her love and devotion seemed to be mine. She did so many things to make me happy in life. I would see her dancing close with another guy at a neighborhood party and I would get a touch jealous and a touch. I was interduced to Shelia and her husband Brad. Both were in their late twenty's skinny tatoo'd and hairless. And pretty horny Brad was giving a blow job to Mark As I undressed I washanded a glass of sweet tea and a blue pill, Julie winked at me and told me theyall wanted me to be hard as long as possible. Well this is one time that the 3 hour erection was wanted. The women were dressed in garters and stockings and were pretty sexy looking. Shelia a skinny plain Jane type of red neck. Sure enough, somebody had read one of myearliest stories about Lois Lane becoming Catwoman and turning her husband Clark, otherwise known as Superman, into her super powered female kitten. It was a bit of a surprise that they actually liked it!I hadn't looked at the story myself in nearly a year, so I pulled it upand reread it. Hell, if nothing else, I'd be adding to the hit countson my story!As I read, I wished that I'd had the skills I now had when I wrote it.I saw so many ways that.