But there was no connection, so how was I to predict what she would do? I felt my heart start to quicken and fear began to creep up on me, until I heard the heavy breath of my men across the room. "Relax." I told myself. "They are still here. You're safe."As I relaxed I could begin to feel where her eyes were upon me. I felt the burn of a stare across my already hard breasts as my skin prickled. Her fingers were so softly, like butterfly wings, touching the skin along the edge of my bra. Then I felt the steel again as she cut the straps from my shoulders and cut between my breasts. Excitement again flooded me as her hot breath touched my skin.I heard their breath quicken as well as I felt her hands part my thighs and her lips surround my tender brown nipple. As she slid up my legs from my knees, I felt the warm wetness that I had missed so of late rubbing along my thighs. My hands strained at the soft ropes, longing to touch this sensuous creature on my lap now. Her pussy came to. I didn’t learn as to where she had gone and why till Friday lunchtime. * ‘You’re early,’ I said to John when he turned up at midday on Friday, casting a glance towards Sally who was in the kitchen. ‘Sally asked me yesterday to come over for lunch,’ John said. ‘But she doesn’t go dog walking till four and that’s the time Carol finishes work,’ I hissed at him. ‘Hello John,’ said Sally coming out from the kitchen. ‘Beer?’ ‘Er, yes please Sally.’ ‘Bob?’ ‘Yes please. You didn’t tell me that you’d invited John over for lunch,’ I said. ‘Didn’t I?’ she said, getting some beers from the fridge. ‘I thought I did. Pilchards or tuna John? It’s just a salad lunch.’ ‘Oh, ah, pilchards please,’ he said as I waved him to a seat at the table. Sally came in with the plates and a bowl of salad and then followed up with a plate of bread and butter and a dish of pilchards and sat down with us. It was only after our meal and we were having coffee that I found out what she had had in mind the day.
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