He had been to an after work Christmas party and had finally come home [they both had rooms in a boarding house filled with young people, mainly backp...ackers.] She had had a fair amount to drink that evening, as they always seemed to have an open cast of wine on the table. During this time some information which was to change her rational was accidentally let out of the bag when a member of their group piped up and announced suddenly that the ‘love of her life’ was leaving in the next day [. "Mix and Match, maybe?" I suggest."Yeah, that would be good," she agrees.Just then there's a knock on our door and Julie hurries into herbedroom while I pay for the pizza. When she comes back out after thedelivery guy's gone, I ask why she ran."No bra, silly," she answers."Oh, sorry," I say sheepishly.We continue talking about what we wish they'd make in the ways ofmen's and women's suits and what we'd like to see offered in the wayof options while we enjoy the pizza. Coat length is an issue. The two women moved in rhythm. Pam rocked her hips back and forth as Debbie fingered her.I was rock hard just from watching the two of them. Pam froze for a second. Her moans got louder. She clamped her pussy on Debbie’s fingers. She practically roared as she climaxed.I pulled the zipper on Debbie’s dress so she could get out of it. She was completely naked except for her glitter-covered heels. “In the bed. On your back,” I told her.She laid with her legs spread. Pam was waiting for my. She rubbed her clit in circles. She wanted to go wild but she was afraid of getting caught, still being in her seat on a flight to Montreal was enough to add that extra intensity she loved and craved.It was not long before she was on the edge. It felt so good, so amazing. She was deeply in love with that feeling, that place called the edge. She wished she could stay there, but soon it was too intense and she had to let the orgasm cum.‘Tess,’ she thought. ‘I gonna fucking cum for you.’Just that.