It turned out to be a franticday and Rick offered to do a couple of extra hours as well for the extramoney. He arrived home late to find Chris in the ...itchen cooking somepasta which smelt delicious to Rick, who hadn't eaten since breakfast.Chris offered to share the pasta which Rick gratefully accepted. Theyopened a bottle of wine and ate sitting on the sofa watching TV. Maybebecause he was so tired, the wine went straight to Rick's head. Helooked across at Chris, who was watching the TV with. Eventually he asked me whether I was going to let him in at some stage or just gape there. Gathering my wits about me, I nodded and let him in. Finally, my brain started working and I offered him a drink. He asked for a scotch and a poured myself a double, although I could be pretty sure it was a triple vodka and orange. Sitting down beside me on the sofa, he proceeded to explain all about life insurance. LIFE INSURANCE????? I mean wtf right? Who on earth can concentrate with Adonis there.. I know that I'm getting wet. I can feel the tell-tale trickle. Your eyes, your eyes ALWAYS make me so wet!Now there can be no doubt. I'm about to come. I don't try and hurry it and I don't hold back. I just look directly into your eyes and let this old woman's ancient craft do the rest.Oooh! Now it's here!Now it's getting close. What once was stiff now turns liquid. A trickle of sweat runs down between my breasts. My thighs catch fire and now it's here ... HERE!My hips lift as my back arches. A. You encouraged her, aware that the experience would be fantastic for the two of them, but especially for her. You demonstrated the full, devoted, exceptional love you have for her, delighting in her pleasure even more than your own. We practically had to drag you out of there last night. You gave her wings and delighted in watching her fly.” I shrugged. “I love her.” “And I love you, too,” Cary said, from the doorway. Like Andrea, she’d showered, and left her hair in a towel turban. Her robe.