It was surface chatter, nothing serious. Now her pretty face was creased with worry, and my startled gaze lighted upon her jet black hair, her slender... neck and the curve of her firm breast tops revealed by her v-necked jumper. Nice.My second thought was, Why’s she so worried?It must have shown in my face. She stood with her hands on her hips waiting. I put my work away. Then stood.“Let’s go for a coffee,” she said. “Then I’ll take you out for dinner.”I was so surprised that I simply went along. Heather and Tom often role-play when they're alone. Lisa and I do too, but Heather and I thought of doing it this time as a group, so that as well as adding in what fantasies they have, it would turn both of us on as well. So I took Lisa to a local craft show near where Heather and I had planned on surprising both Lisa and Tom by meeting up.Only Heather and myself were in on the secret. Lisa had no idea of our plans, and Tom was under the impression we were letting them use our cabin for the. ."Mike interrupted her during this long pause "Amiee only tell me this ifyou are ready to share. Go join your friends on the dance floor. We'llenjoy each other's company again next week."Amiee wanted more time with Mike so she asked him if they could havedinner together on Friday at Five Guys at Westfield Stratford City, ashopping Mall just East of Elizabeth Olympic Park. That was close towhere both of them worked. They could meet after work and just enjoy ameal with each other. It would be. " No, it doesn't count." And also because of this: one of her favourite activities was that she would lay on her back, like missionary-style, and she'd squeeze her thighs together. Then I'd lay on top of her and put my dick between her thighs, right up in her bush, and I'd sort of fuck her like that. She had these big meaty lips, y'know, down there, and they'd wrap around my dick, and she'd get all wet and slippery, and it felt exactly like real sex. I mean, I've never had real sex, but I can't.