When she came back down the stairs Liz only had her bathrobe on. Now we were both in our 30s but Liz had a good figure, short cut blonde hair,a really... big pair of pink nippled tits.I decided to also go and take a shower,when i was in the shower i was soaping around my balls and cock and getting a bit of semi hard on in anticipation of what might be to come later on in the evening.When i came back down Liz was sat in the lounge watching tv so i lay on sofa pulling my bath robe around me covering. "I soon found that he liked it when I would push back to meet his thrusts now and then. His hands often caressed my asscheeks through the silky material of the panties as he pumped his cock in and out of me. Once in a while he would sink deep into me and stay there and I would feel his stubby fingers searching out my nipples and pinching them lightly. It was marvelous.My lust soon grew to the point that I wanted his cum and I picked up the pace as I pushed back onto his cock. He got the idea. The feeling of uncertainty and fear arrives and disappears. The tree lets go while still at height. Eyes start to cl-....close......you fall....you fall unconsc-****You have dreamt of nothing. So, you have nothing to think about when, shrieking a bit, you wake up, breathing in and out in sheer panic, like your average movie protagonist. You're looking down. It's a bed with white sheets and white cushions. Sterile. Not your bed though. Hold on......where are your clothes? Shit! You're only in. Unabashedly, she walked right over to me. Several of the men at the bar, no doubt the two who had been spurned among them, watched in fascination as she moved like sensual fluid right up to me. She held the glass aloft as is to toast, then looked right into my eyes and said, “Make me smile, and I’ll drink with you. Make me laugh out loud and I’ll have dinner with you.” The bartender and a few of the men overheard this, and the area around the bar got very quiet, waiting to hear what I would.