On our way back to her place, I did the usual an put my hand on her thigh as I was driving and we had a discussion about the movie and other stuff in ...general. It eventually turned to a discussion about sex and our respective fantasies. It wasn't the first time we had that discusison, but as it went on, Mia did put more emphasis on the fact she she was really turned on by exhibitionism and sex in public places. Seeing how much emphasys she was putting on this, I decided to get my hand closer to. "Shit. This wasn't good. It was just a little payback. He had to understand. "I didn't fuck him, Dave. It was just a quick suck. You have to remember. I came back to you immediately after. When I kissed you, you said I tasted like bad booze." So that wasn't bad booze? You were forcing another man's cum on me? In front of everyone, at my company party? Is that it?" That was all, I swear." How many other people have you fucked around with?" he asked me.That got me a little pissed. He had no right. I watch and can see that it is slowly dawning on her that there is no give in me anymore. She starts with her shoes first, the socks, and then the top comes off. Her black lace bra matches with the tiny black thong, the lace of the bra doesn’t even cover her creamy mounds. You can just about see her little nipple poking out of the top of the lace and all I want to do is give them a little lick. Suck them into hard tight little buds. Dam it what is wrong with me there goes my cock again. Head in. Looking at myself now, fussing over my man’s breakfast in my pretty lingerie, there are a few who might say I’ve created at last the simulacrum of a happy domesticity. There are, no doubt, many more who would assert that I sure have a long long way to go to even get within satellite distance of normality!Soon H appears in the doorway, sleepy-eyed, looking pleased at the proceedings—?this is the life,? I proudly imagine him thinking. The kitchen is redolent with the welcoming homey scent of.