I spread my legs wide to let him in deep. I wanted all of him. I wanted him to feel as much pleasure as he could get frome me. I could feel his cock... swelling and pulsating inside of me. But he said he had to taste me. So he slid out and gently kissed and worked his way down my body until his head rested between my legs and his eager mouth found my swollen and throbbing clit waiting for that tongue of his. I am multiorgasmic and his tongue does it for me multiple times. I practically came. I used slow easy strokes letting my tongue roll around the tip of his cock every time I rose up for a breath. I could hear him moaning as I sunk down on the depth of his cock. Before long I was getting a good rhythm going bobbing up and down on his hard cock and loving it. Suddenly there was a bright flash as I looked up. My trooper had pressed the ready button and taken a quick shot of me sucking on his big cock. I had to stop and laugh. While giggling I felt him pull me up off the floor. He. An exchange of email addresses. A bit of time on MSN. Eventually that exciting moment when we spoke on the phone. And then, once we'd looked at our diaries and consulted our horoscopes and had a bout of the flu or cold feet or whatever, we finally decided that we would meet. In 5 weeks time...Then the tension ratcheted up a bit. We knew where one another lived and worked. We could have just turned up and said hello, but we were strict.And we introduced another little tweak: we'd stay celibate. He oiled the grill and started impressively dicing the meat and vegetables, tossing food into the air. He was quite talented, making funny jokes. It was clearly a well rehearsed and pretty impressive performance. He somehow sliced an onion and stacked it into a cone with some amazingly fast knifework, and then steam started to pour out the top, like a little onion volcano. I clapped my hands, delightedly, and then set one causally on Diane's thigh.Out of the corner of my eye I saw Diane smile.