She knew John had returned with the drinks and pulled aside her dress opening to show him his hand on her tit. Then she guided his hand from her tit u...nder the open hem of her dress.John saw her body jolt as Dan’s fingers smoothed up and down her crotch. She instinctively moved her pussy against his fingers, the need to be satisfied growing stronger in her body. She placed her hand on his crotch, gauging the size of his cock. She sighed approving of its growing length.Her hand went around his. Still gently massaging I moved my hands up, pushing her jumper up at the same time until my hands were over bra where they stayed for a short time. I then removed my right hand so I could undo the clasp on her bra with both hands and then put them back on her tummy. Slowly I moved my hands back up slipping them under the cups of the now loose bra and found two lovely soft mounds. I placed the palms of my hands over her nipples and slowly rotated them until I could feel them starting to get. Richard glowered at me, "Well, it's about time."I was surprised with his attitude and I shot back, "Hey ... I don't come into the offices late all that often ... give me a little slack here." You know that's not what I mean." I had no clue what he was babbling about, "It's about time you and Sylvia woke up and realized just how crazy both of you are about each other." It was that obvious?" DUH! The whole office could see it and we wondered when the two of you were going to wake up."I was. No... not that, Ron! You know I don't like you to kiss me there. No, please stop... please stop... please!" Her arms encircled his head and pulled him upward along her naked young body toward her warm pliant mouth, opened wide with desire. "Kiss me on the lips, darling," she whispered, ''Not down there..."Ron didn't resist. He allowed himself to be moved up the length of his wife's lushly ripened body and ground his lips onto hers. There it was again, the one flaw in an otherwise wonderful.