..' She paused. 'He did ask, you know, about the keys I mean.' She looked me in the eye. 'I'd had a few drinks by then and told him exactly what they ...ere. He seemed fascinated.'She reached out and rubbed my groin, feeling the cage through the material of my jeans. 'Let's have a look then!' She said.I hurriedly pushed my jeans and boxers down so she could see my cock, locked away for the last twenty-four hours. 'Are you excited?' she whispered.I simply nodded, as she stroked around the cage. I. We don't have time to have sex now, but I want you to cum for me...let me pull my panty down and you shoot onto the crotch so I can feel you when I'm at the meeting." I told her I wanted her to cum too, but she said we could be together later that night. "Can I take your bra off?", I asked. "Do it," she said. She spread her legs a bit, and I laid my erection on the inside of her panty crotch and used the fabric to masturbate while she pinched her nipples and whispered encouragement in my ear.. She just "had to" see me for dinner.I told her, okay, "as long as you're pickin' up the tab, babe."We met for dinner, and she told me the whole long, sad tale. Hubby had left her. She waited too long to do anything about the pregnancy because she was in denial that she was really pregged. That the way she behaved that night at the bar, "wasn't really her." That I, "had to understand," etc.Well, the long and the short of it was, she virtually proposed to me. She talked about us as a couple. She. "Soft moans were my only answer from her, as she rubbed away, eyes closed, nipples rigid, I could feel the wetness from her pussy seeping onto me, mixing with my own fluids. Her rubbing grew faster, and I responded, pushing harder against her, then she was coming, lunging against me as she climaxed, and I was coming again, and we both went still and trembling as we enjoyed coming together, before she collapsed on top of me.Soft warm kisses from each of us to wherever we could land them."One.