.would you want to go to a movie or something, sometime, maybe?" You mean like on a date?" Alexa asked, tossing the sticky tissues into a small trash ...can with a soft "Ew." Y-yeah."Alexa stood and wiped the knees of her tight jeans off. "I don't think so sweetie. I mean, I like you and all, but I have a boyfriend." Oh..." Derek replied, looking down at the floor. "Okay. Um, does he know that you...I mean...that you..." Jerk guys off?" Alexa finished for the shy boy. She laughed, "Yeah. He's okay. He did suggest that he and his wife should come over to visit her parents for the day so that Cinders, as Hugo and Caroline called her, could indulge her love of horse riding and they would be able to judge for themselves what her current state of mind actually was.*Well after midnight on Sunday evening, Lucinda lay awake in the darkness listening to her husband’s long, slow breathing.How she adored this man; the way she felt about him was almost frightening in its intensity. From the moment he. Then she massaged it into her tits, tweaking the long, pale, slender nipples. The areola were swollen and red. She drew her knees together and curled her arms around her breasts resting her hands on opposite shoulders. She rocked back and forth grinding her pussy into the backs of her heels. She hummed to herself as she did. I watched her in awe. “I wondered what you would be up to.” The voice came out of nowhere. I jumped when I heard it. Behind her at the entrance I saw her husband, Marty.. My third eye, my mind’s eye, is still swiping through the material on her phone.Come on, you’ve got to chance your arm. You’ve seen how she is. It’s not like she’s a prude or anything. You’ll never get a better chance.Don’t be stupid. It’s not worth the risk. You can’t go around just groping girls. Not these days.But what if… Just look at those legs! Those tits! Fucking hell. You need to make a move. Just think about it, sliding your hands up her legs, pulling her shorts down. That arse!.