Passion took over when our lips met. It was exactly what I so desperately needed. Then he broke our kiss and stood at the side of the bed. A large ha...d reached for my leg and I yelped in surprise as he pulled me toward him. Looking up into his eyes, I raised my ass while he grasped the waist of my sweatpants and yanked them off my long legs. I didn't wear panties. He undid his pants, stepped out of them, and stood between my spread legs, moving closer to my heat. We needed each other and this. Great things fungi, lots of nice chemical cocktails in them."You fucking late again," she snapped, "you've could have phone me, your dinner ruined again." Sorry my love," I aid meekly, "I got tied up." Get yourself dressed we out tonight or had you forgotten," she snapped.Of course I had forgotten, going around one of her friend for drinks, knowing nobody well enough to talk to."Won't be a minute dear," I called as I sped up the stairs.It was even worse than I feared, I had to endure four hours. If in the end their beliefs were to be proved false, Mr A was plainly ready to find out. He couldn't bring himself to take his eyes from Anna's tits until, sensing that his wife was waiting for him to provide a lead, he licked his lips and said, "Well, I suppose we could try, couldn't we?" As long as you're sure," Mrs A replied. And without waiting for reassurance from her husband, she turned to me and said, "Should we undress?" It makes it easier," I said. "But let me help you." I moved behind. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry... " she cried into his shoulders, still sitting on the edge of the bathtub. "I'm such a bitch... I hate him... I fucking hate him... It's all my fault... I hate myself... I'm such a bitch... I'm sorry... "Half of him tried to hate her, wanting to push her away and tell her she was right. But the other half was leaping for joy, his heart racing, that she was in his arms, the girl he dreamt about night after night. It wasn't a contest between those two halves."No,.