Derek brought down the warm blanket from her body and held her breasts possesively in his hands. Her hands held the back of his head and stroked his l...ng untamed hair. He was wearing something similar to what he wore yesterday. A loose white shirt and a snug pair of pants. She could feel the familiar bluge poking against her tummy. But this time she felt a little braver. She cupped the heavy erection in her hand and softly stroked it. Derek froze and let her touch him, afraid that if me made. I used to think I was the only housewife on the block that fantasized about getting together with other women like myself, but that theory was laid to rest a long time ago.One event that shows everyone’s naughty side is the sex toy party that my friend Veronica hosts every year on Memorial Day weekend. It’s more of a sexy teddy party, as we all wear skimpy lingerie while Veronica shows different sexual aids. Kind of like a Tupperware party, only sexier. It usually consists of six or eight women. I thought it would be awkward silences and struggling to make myself maintain eye contact and nervous laughter. Instead, I felt like it was our fifth date, not our first. ‘I really like your car,’ I commented as we left the diner. ‘Would you like to drive back?’ ‘Yes, please.’ He held the door for me, then went around and climbed into the passenger side. ‘How’s your driving record?’ he teased. ‘They haven’t caught me yet.’ I backed out of the space, then approached the parking lot exit. I. Who Ottilie was going to be when… if she did awake, was anyone’s guess, so I’d stuck to respectful kisses on her forehead… and sometimes her cheek. But as Nurse Clarke had said it was Christmas so I took the liberty of staring at Ottilie’s closed eyes was I gently placed my lips upon hers. I suppose you’ve guessed it, but the instant my lips touched Ottilie’s her eyes flicked wide open and stared back at me. I have no recollection of how I reacted to Ottilie’s eyes suddenly opening as they did,.