I slowly got into bed and made her to be in my lap she was now in” cow girl” and She started by opening my shirt and her hand played with my chest..., running circles and touching my nipples. From deep in her throat I could her pleasant moaning noises as she whispered “Vikki”, “Vikki ” over and over again.My hands, roaming over her body, came to rest on her small, petite breasts. They were the size of tennis balls, round and firm to my touch. As I squeezed her breasts I could feel her breath grow. "Oh, would you mind?" she asked, going along with the charade." Iquickly went to my knees and took her stocking clad foot in my hands andbegan to gently massage it. "You have no idea how good that feels. Wouldyou mind doing the other one?" she asked as she laid that foot in mylap. My cock snapped to attention as I removed the other shoe andinhaled the perfume of her sweaty foot. I held it in my hands and raisedit so I could enjoy the smell as well as the feel of her silky foot. Icould also look. "You know my room," I continued and finally cut his phone call. Immediately, I received a message saying he will be here at 10 pm tonight. I did it! I was finally going to get laid after constant flirting. I sent a wink to him and I was so turned on, I decided to try what he had told me too earlier. I rubbed my clit with my thumb and pushed my middle finger in my warm cave. It felt so heavenly that I increased my pace and was moaning loudly. It felt like Ty was licking and fingering me on his. I must admit that writing this also excites me which leads to some good loving with my better half. Even now I can feel the trickle of blood rushing to my penis as I begin to tell this story, hopefully to people and persons who will appreciate our private fantasy. As I mentioned above the story began some fifteen years ago and only as a dream, although this dream was very close to a wet one, a wet one especially at my age, kept me excited until I could explain in detail, this dream to my wife..