I was too young and naive to realize I should have taken him every chance I could have. Maybe he was so exciting because he was forbidden fruit. Tab...oo – the older married man I should have nothing to do with. To just to hear, smell and taste him was so intoxicating. He really shook me up that night. I never wanted to feel anything for him but friendship or lust. There was no need for anything more with a married man as if that wasn’t a little to much already. It would be pointless to. “You’re welcome, Kev,” I replied.“I can’t believe how lucky I am,” Kevin smiled, “A whole week with her. I am so lucky.”“I’m lucky as well,” Christy smiled.“I will take good care of her, I promise,” Kevin said, “I will do my best to keep her happy.“I’m sure that there will be a lot of sex to keep her happy,” I smiled.Christy smiled and gave him a peck on his lips, “The whole week, just you and me.”We ate dinner and the whole topic of conversation was about next week and how lucky Kevin felt. She looked at me and then at Chloe and said “What were you two arguing about?”I sat down next to her and said, “I was saying that you are my Lynne.”Chloe sat the other side of her, “and I said you were mine.”Lynne laughed. I put my hand under chin and gently guided her face toward mine and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.“Like I said, your mine.”Chloe wasn’t to be outdone. She copied what I had done and gave Lynne a quick kiss on the lips, “Mine.” She said.To my intense surprise Lynne did not. I let go of my cock, lean towards you and gently lick the inside of your thighs. As your legs part in response, I can’t help grasping my cock again to give myself a few more slow firm strokes.As I flick with my tongue, edging closer to the source of your musky scent, I am exhilarated to see that your panties are already soaked, your beautiful pussy wetly pictured for me. Grasping the sides of your panties, I dare to try to ease them down over your hips. You lift slightly in your wet slumber,.