’ ‘Wow. You’ll have to share it with me.’ Smiling, he put his hands in his lap as he thought about all that he wanted her to share with him. H...e found his eyes transfixed on the swell of her tits showing between the neckline of her blouse and he could almost see them popping out as he had her unbutton the material… all full and round, her nipples hard and waiting to be touched. Would he touch them first, or would he have her play with them while he watched? Oh, the decisions he would have to. That was disaster in the making. We had both had our share of grief today, I with an impossible producer, and her with some family matters. We both seemed to get peeved at the slightest things. I’ll admit I was the one who started to get peeved first, and then she started to get peeved at me getting peeved and it was all downhill from there. She had stormed angrily out of the living room and was sitting on my bed enraged almost to the point of tears. I was torn up inside. I knew that the things. His smile immediately put her mind at ease. As he stood up he spoke in a quiet, confident way.“Good evening. Please sit there. What do you want to drink?”Barbara could sense that he was drinking whisky so she asled for the same. Dutch courage never killed anyone she thought.When he returned and sat at right angles to her she smiled as they clinked their glasses and had a sip. John took control and led the conversation, which was what Barbara wanted.“I have booked a table at the Palm Beach. Her breathing becomes ragged as we both near our climax. But just before either of us came she climbes off of me. She smiles as she leans towards me and kisses me. She kisses down my chest to my still hard member. She slowly places her lips over the tip and swirled her tongue over me. I close my eyes and groan as my head hits the pillow. She purrs happily as she takes more of me. I groan and lose myself in the sensation. She begins to bob her head around me, slowly taking a bit more each time.