I slowly realised that my arm was still wrapped around my wife, her smooth soft breasts pressed against my forearm, i could tell she was awake as her ...ipples were hard and pressing into my arm and her breathing was fast and shallow, naturally being a man I seized the oppertunity and leant over and kissed her soft warm neck,"well" she said "i think somebody's awake" i grinned as a continued my assault on her neck, whilst my hands began to massage her breasts and pinch her now rock hard nipples.. As the motion of his hand grew faster, her own hand followed its movement until, to her delight, she felt the beginnings of warm moisture seep through her fingers. Because of her voluntary participation, tiny shocks of forbidden pleasure flickered and spread from the depths of her vaginal passage and fired through her stomach and thighs. Her legs shook and made it difficult to stand. The glimmering sparks of pleasure intensified to a burning rapture that engulfed her as she neared her desired. ”“You are so full of shit,” she whined. I could tell she was very close to going over the edge. That actually told me a lot about how she really felt, concerning what the future might bring.“I’m going to make a baby in you now,” I whispered. “It’s okay if you think about Kyle while I do it.”“You bastard!” she moaned.Then she bucked and her pussy squeezed me so hard I don’t think I could have pulled out of her if I tried. It was a good orgasm for her ... a great one.I like to think it was. I chew on sweet-and-sour shrimp while Nicole picks at the soy beef in her broccoli beef plate. I am hungry, but I try to retain at least some dignity by not dropping food on my lap or slobbering all over myself. We catch each other stealing glances between bites."So you live in Boston now?" Nicole asks me."Well, it's not really Boston--Andover. It's a bedroom town for the Boston area. It's just a thirty-minute drive into town, though." How do you like it there?" It's not bad. Techie-friendly,.