She closed her legs as tightly as possible she didn’t really know how to respond to that. Maybe it was because of what she had felt just a few momen...ts ago, she didn’t want to seem odd so she played it off as best as she could. ‘Oh, no L.J. has been that gentleman he usually is. I can’t say that I didn’t think about it, but he and I are way too professional to get something like that going between us…regardless of how much I want too.’ There was a pause over the line followed by a long moan of. “What?” “Start it over so they can’t hear us!” I demanded. He slid a hand off of my hip, started the washer up again and then slid it back on. The room was getting even hotter and sweat was all over my face, neck and breasts. I needed out. But this was too good. He then turned me around, sat me on the counter top and seductively spread my legs. I propped my left up on the window sill and held my right up. Sliding into me, he deeply kissed me with his lusciously pouty lips and gripped my. I imagined all the bacteria-infested saliva of the beggar around the bottles cap but took a swig. The golden liquid rushed through my throat burning the insides and bringing some warmth to my cold body. My wife was shivering uncontrollably again a few minutes later after the effects of the rum started to die. Do you want to come inside the blanket, the beggar asked my wife, his tongue slurring with the effect of alcohol. My wife looked at me for approval and what was I to say in this condition. ’ He trailed one hand around to give my ass a little squeeze, and then brought it back around to trail across my stomach and slowly down my thigh. I gasped, the electricity between us scorching, even though the barrier of our clothing was still in place. He swept my hair away from my face and trailed wet kisses up the side of my neck causing me to arch back against him. I felt him smile against the skin behind my ear. Cale hooked a finger under the hem of my skirt and worked it slowly.