His hand was perfectly still on Emma’s shoulder. Then, Emma looked up into Tom’s eyes and Tom took the hint and leaned down to kiss her. The kiss ...began slowly and I could tell that Tom was unsure of how to proceed, when all of a sudden Emma placed her tiny hand right on top of Tom’s rock hard cock. Tom let out an involuntary groan and moved his hand round to cup Emma’s breast through her jumper. Emma mover her hand lower onto Tom’s bare skin and slowly worked it upwards under the leg of his. They'd made me do physiotherapy swim sessions in one of the hospitals and I'd hated it. I'd kept trying to kick with the leg that wasn't there. I forced that thought aside and concentrated on arms, moving cautiously parallel to the bank, trailing my leg along the soft bottom. I heard her voice behind me.'Jeez, Steve, what happened?' I managed to turn, balancing on my leg and fanning with my arms to stay upright.'I gotta weakness for wet T-shirts. The Army oughta add them to its official therapy. ”“Hello.”He angled his lips towards mine, then remembered our outdoor encounter. “Natural objects? Does that include furniture made out of wood? If I kiss you, will my dining room table turn into a tornado?”“The closer to nature the object is, the more effect I have. So unless your table needs to be watered to stay alive--”“Either way, I'd risk it. I want more of you.”“Before we go further, we should talk about… wellness.”“Making sure we are both healthy.” Jacob slid his phone from his front. When I put my arms around his neck, he reached up, took my arms, and put them around my back and while he held them with one hand, he put his other hand to my head to hold me to his lips. Believe me I’ve always said ‘a kiss is a kiss’ I mean making out is just the prerequisite for sex just something to warm you up but this kiss was something else. The way he held me, I just felt helpless as if I was there for his taking and it was making me hot. The longer we kissed the wetter my panties got.