I am a little bit claustrophobic, and was not looking forward to being stuffed into a stovepipe! So I waited there for a while, pondering the events o... a most improbable weekend. And the face of the most unexpected of all came popping into my mind, and refused to leave. Blond, blue-eyed, an altogether lovely young lady who was nowhere near the cliché those attributes first bring to mind. Kaitlyn! Hers was the only name that came to mind when they asked me to designate a "next of kin." Wow!. She pushes her hair back as she listens to him, his voice seems to be resonating within her, somehow connecting to her sex. She feels herself moisten and is finding his words losing her attention, she finds herself saying pardon and feeling embarrassed because she knows that she cannot concentrate on what he is saying because her body is reacting to him. Unwanted imaginings of his nearness, his touch and passion creep to the fore, increasing her heart rate, her arousal, she wants to move her. " the woman said."Moooom." Okay, but just a little while. It is a school night." It's nice and warm. How about half-an-hour?"The woman hesitated, then nodded."We're just going to walk around, enjoy the night, and get to know each other," I explained while Zoe got a jacket."I just..." I'll take good care of her." So tell me about New York. I've been all over the West Coast, but never even close to the Big Apple," I asked and she was off.Zoe could talk. And talk. And talk.But I enjoyed listening. Her breath definitely smelled like wine. Seems like she'd been drinking quite a lot this afternoon.Still silent, she reached out her free hand to my groin and squeezed my cock. I felt my dick was hardening on. At some point, I thought that it might be worthwhile to immediately escape from that room. But it was hard to resist, because of the wine I had drunk.Still holding her hand on my groin, Ms. Applegate took a leisurely sip of wine from her glass.“ You know Jake, I keep remembering that.