Our plans for that first time were carefully and completely planned and our anticipation grew to its boiling point, which meant holding back was like ...rying to stop a train. The pleasure, bonding, and sensations we felt after 16 years of foreplay created a night of unimaginable joy. We were both overwhelmed by how our love grew immeasurably in that ultimate bonding. When the first coupling ended in perfect harmony, we were both reduced to tears by the beauty of the experience and our love for. ...I guess so."Sensing her confusion and weakness, Greg pressed the attack. "Well, if you are indeed a 'proper and decent woman', then shouldn't you also dress in that fashion?" he asked.Head still bowed and turning a deeper red, Mrs. Clark stuttered, "well....I.....it's just......I.......I guess so." Well alright then. It's settled. Next time I see you, you should be dressed that way," Greg replied amicably, sensing a win. "I think you got it all cleaned up now Mrs. C. You can get up. They said their goodbyes and nice-to-meet-you's to Diane and walked back over to Rachel's Cabriolet."Are you sure you don't want to drive?" she asked, offering him the keys."Quite sure," he said, taking them and opening the driver's door for her. "No heterosexual male should ever be seen driving a Cabriolet under any circumstances." Where does it say that?" she asked with a giggle as she sat down behind the wheel."It doesn't say it anywhere," Jake told her. "It's instinctive heterosexual. I look up to see if she is still asleep, but find she is looking down at me and smiling with her arms open ready to engulf me. I crawl slowly over her body until I’m looking deeply into her hazel eyes and say… ‘Good morning my darling, having a nice dream?’ Without saying a word her arms wrap around my neck and she draws me close for a passionate kiss. We kiss for many minutes with our tongues exploring each other’s mouths while my hands run up and down her back from her shoulders down to her.