...I had to feel her! I leaned toward her...I had to feel those soft lips on mine. As I did, she leaned toward me..yes, yes my mind screamed. She was ...coming in for the kiss. OMG!!!! I started to ready my lips for contact, when she leaned all the way forward, our lips were inches apart, and she stood up, grabbing my empty plate and headed toward the kitchen with it. She turned back toward me, smiling coyly and asked if everything was okay. No, no...I wasn't okay. My body was screaming, my cock. Eric ran his fingers through his wifes hair admiring her beauty. While she wasnt as young as she once was, she was still just as beautiful. Her once youthful look had matured from a girlish cute that he knew when they had met, to a gorgeous and confident woman who moved and lived with a grace that Eric loved. Before he had realized it, they had arrived. Eric helped Michelle out of the car and tipped the driver. They walked into the familiar restaurant and the French waiter seated them in a. She bounced her boobs up and down as she pleasured me.Instinctively, I moved my leg to the right. I heard the popcorn cup roll over as I knocked it down.“Oh, shit,” Becca said, as she released my cock and grabbed the popcorn cup off the floor.Becca held up the popcorn cup. The cup still contained half the popcorn that was originally in there.“Hmm, I think I want to have a snack,” Becca remarked. “And you can help me do that.”Then she raised the cup and dumped the popcorn directly onto my. Only after they had lunched together three times did Laura begin to recognize her own familiar stirrings of desire. But she controlled herself and said nothing, not wishing to add to Jonelle's pain.Then, as if to distract her, she got a call one evening from Shawn."I'm staying in town for a few days," she said. "Maybe you saw the notice in the papers. Exotic dancer, down on Market Street." Under your own name?" Laura asked."No. 'Dominique.' How do you like that?" Sounds alluring." I have a.