She was gasping, and so was I.I leaned back to watch my hard cock ploughing her sloppy cunt. I spread the arse cheeks, staring into her star-like rear... entrance. My thumb slipped to that dark hole, swirling around it, then pushing inside. She moaned, perhaps a little too loudly. I sunk my other thumb into her arsehole and worked them in and out, feeling the opening relax. I stretched it a little more with gentle pressure, then spat a gob of saliva there.My cock plopped out of her pussy, pre-cum. I turned to my mirror and I honestly took my own breath away. The black against contrasted sharply against my skin and gave me a beautiful glow, and the stockings made my legs look long and voluptuous. My nipples and bare sex could be clearly seen through the lingerie, I was turning myself on. I shivered with anticipation when I imagined how Will would react. I put a few dabs of Chanel No.5 between my breasts and behind my ears and knees. I put a pair of black stilettos into my duffel along. He called it ‘making love’ even. He wants to meet me for lunch tomorrow to just spend some time with me. What do I do?’ ‘You go, for starters. This is a good thing, surely? This is what you wanted, before you ever slept with him. You always hoped it would be different with you.’ ‘Hoped maybe, never expected it would really happen. It wasn’t supposed to be this way, I was just going to get him out of my system, stop all the flirting so I could have a normal relationship.’ ‘And that’s what he’s. We shall explore the joys of the flesh as one. I do love you so, ma chère."In response to his passionate declaration, she shivered and chuckled as she felt the gooseflesh prickle the tiny hairs on her arms. He grinned and took her into his arms in an embrace made awkward only by the clothing they wore, not by the joy in their hearts. The two remained silent and blissfully entwined for the remainder of their ride home.She stood in the shadows of the ballroom with her arms folded across her thin.