Her hands come up to cover mine as they move over her, building her, slowly and carefully to the point where we will move outside, into the storm’s ...fury. I reach down to the beginning of her valley of ecstasy, just below where the fold of her labia begins. Three fingers, slight pressure, slow circular motion. Her legs part slightly and she starts to push back into me, caressing my man part with her bottom. Her chin slowly drops to her chest, eyes still on the whirling, swirling rain seen in. Clearly my sexual drought was getting the better of me and I guess my hidden frustrations were no longer so hidden. I told him how wet he made me the night before and that I had pleasured myself to sleep.Later that day when we were off work he called me and we spoke live. He told me that it really turned him on to know what an impact he had had on me and to hear what I had done to myself after. The conversation became so natural about mutual affection and attraction for one another. I think we. I wouldn't even feel comfortable doing it with you here in Sharon's apartment, behind closed doors." Jean put on her sweater and left saying she'd be back in about thirty minutes. The door closed behind her and Sharon, Cheryl and Kevin went into the kitchen to crack open another bottle of wine. The wine was good and flushed all three of them with a warm glow. They waited for Jean to return and each of them felt lusty anticipation in thoughts of what might come later. An hour passed and. The room was dark: I could barely see anything."Master?" Shut up slut and get undress!"I dropped my purse on the floor and unbuttoned my coat and let it slip on the floor. I was wearing my black lingerie underneath with black stockings!"Nice, slut, very nice.. I see you came prepared!" I started to take the lingerie off but he stopped me. "No, you can keep that.. for now!"As my eyes got accustomed to the darkness of the room, I saw him sitting down on the sofa but he was not alone. Some guy was.