My hand slid down her back until it was resting on the top of her ass. She was wearing her usual shapeless work pants, which, with her belt fastened, ...were stopping me from exploring further. My cock was rock hard and straining against my jeans, months of pent-up sexual frustration were taking their toll. We were brought back to earth by the sound of clapping. We broke the kiss and she blushed, putting her head against my chest. I looked up and saw a group of college kids, five of them, clapping. " Over a couple weeks, we migrated to cuddling on his bed watching a movie, hitting first, then second base. After the movie ended he'd drive me home and we'd make out a block down from my parent's house. As strict Catholic parents go, the knowledge that your straight-A, high GPA high school-graduate, college-ready daughter was seeing an "older man" never sat well with them. So I let them think Brian & I were just friends. He never pressured me and that much I appreciated now, but even then I. I understand you are married. He is a lucky fellow to be able to see and touch your naked body.You are a beautiful person with much potential. You obviously haven't learned to let go of yourself enough to realize that potential. You obviously need a firm hand to guide you into fulfilling your latent promise. I know that deep inside you is a person who needs to give complete control to someone else. I also know that is the last thing you want to admit to yourself.My name is not really James. You. “Go on!” “She addressed her friends. “I,ll get a taxi later, want to talk to my friend Joe for a while.” “Okay.” Her friends waved, bid her and me good night and they all left to get in taxis I,d rung for them. “Thanks for manning the phones for me Joe.” she gave me a kiss that made my chick snap to attention. “My pleasure, Dear”. I returned her kiss. “Just let me thank you properly.” I caught a strong smell of vodka on her breast, but then she sank to her knees by my chair, took out my stiff.