" She finished wiping the plate dry.He gently took her hand and guided it down to the counter top where she released the plate voluntarily. "Me neithe...r. Should we do something about all this silence?"She tossed the dishtowel onto the plate and backed up against his chest, bringing her hands up to rest on his arms as he held her. She let her head fall back to rest on his wide shoulder as his mouth came down to plant tiny sucking kisses from her ear lobe to the base of her neck. Little currents. I had changed into my shorts. As I started making a joint, Monin came by and I pulled him onto the sleeping bag. We sat facing each other and smoked the weed. Soon we started on the second joint. We were sitting crossed legged and our knees were touching. I raised my left leg and put it around his waist; he came closed and put his left leg around me. Both were hard and breathing shallow in anticipation. As I tugged him close our rigid cocks rubbed through our shorts. We had one lag around the. “You would make any rag look sexy,” I said. “Remember, the purpose of wearing a formal is to be able to—how’d you put it, Rio?—have it accidentally fall off.”“Oh, shee-it,” Whitney drawled. “I’m gonna to cream mah panties.”“There’s a solution to that,” Rio said. “Don’t wear any. That’s what I do.” It was the first time I saw Whitney speechless.I worked on the estimates for the memorial Tuesday night. Kate came in and perched on the arm of my chair.“You did good, Tony,” she said. “You did it. She came almost instantly. When that first orgasm passed, I slipped a finger inside her and tongued her again. She rocked her hips up to meet me, and put her hands on my head, pulling my face more firmly against her. Soon her legs were squeezing together, trapping me between them, and I couldn’t have gotten away if I had tried. Luckily for both of us, I didn’t want to get away. I stayed with her through another orgasm, and when that one subsided, and her grip on me relaxed, I moved my face away.