The truth was, Marcy hadnt just dressed sexy by force of habit, shed come to this dinner with a plan. She spent much of that afternoon reflecting on h...er reconciliation with Paul, especially his involuntary reaction to it. At first, it was just like a private joke that made her smirk. Then, thinking about his erection inevitably led to thinking about having sex with him. It didnt take her long to realize that it wasnt such an absurd train of thought. What was she gonna do tonight after dinner?. As he played with my nipples he whispered, when you go to bed take off your pajamas. My heart pounded thinking about what he was going to do. After a few minutes he said a hand down my stomach and under my pajama pants. My dick jumped when he touched it. He pushed his fingers between my legs and pushed them apart. Cupping my balls he squeezed softly. As my dick stiffened he whispered, that's it. He rubbed the under side of my dick till it was hard. My heart pounded as he moved his hand up and. He stood there with a huge, sheepish grin on his face, taking me in slowly with his intense eyes. My body burned under his gaze. He entered the apartment and took me in his arms, our lips met almost immediately in a ravenous hunger and our tongues wrestled one another in the delicious space created by our joined mouths. Wordlessly, his eyes blazing into mine, he guided me backwards into the bedroom, reaching into my shirt and sliding if off gently as he kissed me with a torrid appetite. . ‘No,” she thought. The panic grew, she didn’t want to kill her best friend.“Jesus, Lori,” Harriet moaned. She leaned down, gripped Lori by the hair, and kissed her long and hard. Her body rocked faster and then began to shake.Lori kissed her deeply and could feel herself breathing in Harriet’s lust. It felt rich and delicious like expensive chocolate. She wanted more and held Harriet to her, drawing it all in.There was soft laughter echoing in her ears and she became aware of Harriet no longer.