It was new and exciting. We spent the afternoon in bed savouring each other. We still do when we get the chance.” We were laying side by side and Sa... was stroking my cock. She knew what she was doing and that her explicit talk was turning me on.“How do you feel knowing that I’m also fucking another woman?” Sam asked.“Do you find it threatening? Are you jealous?” She inquired.“Not at all,” I replied, “I like what you are telling me, tell me more. Tell me what you do?”“It depends on how we are. ”Mark kissed her cheek once more, before asking “When did you consider going to bed with me was a good idea?”They had stopped walking, and still with a low glow from their all-night fusion, Louise said, “At the same time as I blurted out about V— well, my past, I knew there had to be something special.”Mark chuckled, “While I was thinking something along the same lines.”“But after we had that evening meal in the dining room.”“And shared that bottle of wine,” Mark added meaningfully.“Oh, God,. She decided to go and look at the book case near her instead of just standing around, eavesdropping and tried to get a handle on her emotions. The more she looked the more surprised she was with his eclectic tastes. There were more books on early American history with a focus on the Revolution and Civil War, which surprised her considering he was living in Paris. He had books on military history, pirates, a couple of shelves of philosophy and some titles in French that she did not even begin to. You looked stunning there spread eagled face down on the table and as I enjoyed the view I lifted your skirt up so your ass and pussy were spread open and waiting for my cock. At that moment my phone rang and I answered it as arranged I sounded panicked and said I would be right back and you could only hear my feet run off but despite your shouts and cries I did not come back and the next thing you heard was the car start and me drive away.Panic started to set in to you realising that you were.