I took the drink off Katie and out it on the floor, she looked at me and I tipped her chin and kissed her, she pulled away quickly and said “I’m n...ot here for that” to which I replied “You can never tell what will happen” as I leaned in and kissed her again, putting my hand behind her neck I pulled her towards me and snogged her, it didn’t take long for out tongues to become entwined.As we kissed Donna moved her hands up her body from behind and cupped her ample breasts, as she did this Katie. The woman now surrendering to me was totally submissive and very feminine. Any resistance she might attempt to mount had completely dissolved. Still massaging her stomach I let my fingers slide a little further under the pouch of her thong until my middle finger was touching the top of her pussy slit and I heard a sudden, sharp gasp. "Are you OK, do you want me stop?" "Stop? Oh no please don't it feels so relaxing." She breathed. My forefinger and index finger slid down along each side of. ) I just enjoyed finally doing what any high school and college guy fantasizes about most of any given day. I just alternated back and forth between stroking her breasts and pussy. (At first with her hands over mine, but then she put her hands on me.) Of course, I unzipped my pants so she could wrap her hands around my cock. I remember how cool her hands were compared to the heat she was gripping. Then things really accelerated.This was all a night of firsts, but well worth the wait. The most. The date nights were more my idea, having felt a big marginalised since the birth of our third c***d a couple of years before, and with busy, stressful careers, two older c***dren who needed driving all over god’s creation, a house that needed constant repair,... Necessity had pushed our marriage and particularly our sex life way down on the priority list. When we did have sex it was always fun, but it was squeezed into those moments in between everything else and so it was less frequent and.