" I rubbed my hands up and down her flanks. Her skin was soft to the touch and velvety smooth. I smelt her flowery, lemony perfume and she smiled as s...he looked up at me. She looked like she had removed all of her make-up and she was so much prettier, but it was something I could never tell her. She looked seductive and playful again. She was my Sarah.She pressed her warm, naked body against me and closed her eyes. She pouted and we kissed, our lips touching for the first time in bed. She purred. The second possibility meant the use of another man. Half a dozen men in the company had hinted at their eagerness to duplicate my daily pleasures, and two had even asked outright if I thought Cathy might be interested in doing threesomes during work hours. Neither of us had ever admitted shagging regularly. But when two people are doing it every day, inevitably people are going to suspect what's happening.I played with her luscious breasts for about five minutes. Cathy seems to love this. But my mature guy wasn’t in any hurry. He began to lick me all over, starting with my neck, going down to my nipples where he spent a good amount of time twirling my erect areola with his tongue. After licking my navel too, he skipped my groin to go all the way to my feet, as he licked my calves and slowly inched higher to my thighs. All this while his hands roamed in different places, stopping for a gentle squeeze, sometimes just holding my ass firmly to keep me in a standing position.Then he. " she said. "Me and Paul could be having sex upstairs and he wouldn't even notice if the football's on the tv." Joanne! You wouldn't have sex with your own son would you?" I asked in complete shock."No ofcourse not! I would never. But a handjob's just a bit of fun isn't it!? We always had to touch it and wash it when they were babies, this is no different really. It's just a way to get them motivated." Again she said this as if it was completely normal. "So are you gonna try it with Jamie?" she.