I reached down, gave her a stroke and continued down the stairs. I had told my wife I was on my way home but it would be late and not wait up for me. ...She apparently had not because I could hear her breath in the quite house. As I got closer to our room I could feel the anticipation and started rubbing my cock through my pants, it getting harder as I got closer. I could barely make out the silhouette of my wife, she had dressed herself in one of the revelling pieces of lingerie I had bought for. Fuck her!" She ended in a sexually charged way.I stepped forward, my cock leading the way as it pointed towards Julia, awaiting me upon the bed. I stopped at the edge and looked down upon her. Gulping through anxious feelings that wouldn't go away, of what was about to happen. Julia leaned forward, and took my hand as she pulled me gently upon the bed and laid me down next to her. Her hand, covered in a soft fabric of weaving lace swept across my body back and forth. Teasing me. Arousing my. ’ Denise turned and looked over her shoulder at Stan in a move that was almost a carbon copy of the look that Anne had given Stan that night of their own first date. It had a similar effect, and it was a good job Stan was sitting. She grinned at him and sauntered off. Stan paused a moment, then got on with his work. – – – – – – – – – – Elizabeth had had a nice weekend, too. She was at the table near their desks, sorting out some filing, when she turned to Stan. ‘James came over to see me on. You don't want a mouthful of this eighteen-year-old body?" I leaned against her from behind, pressing the warm part between my legs against her butt. She was clearly aroused by me. She turned to face me and I kissed her. "Let's go the bedroom right now..." I whispered in her ear.Taking her by the hand, I led her upstairs and she followed. I immediately pulled my t-shirt off, started to pull my panties down, and she stopped me."Wait, I want to do that," she said. That's when I knew I had her..