In his truck… kissing… and then his hand had slid beneath her thigh, the tips of his fingers mere inches away from… Flipping the covers off her ...face so she could breathe, Blue glared at the glowing numbers on the clock radio. 5:26?? She had hoped to sleep in this morning. She had slept very well, tiredly climbing the stairs up to her third floor and falling asleep almost upon getting into bed. But now she was awake. And horny. She was never horny in the mornings. Of course, she had been. While she was engrossed with her new toy, I leant back putting my hands behind my back and undid and opened her jeans, blindly I stroked her knickers, feeling the sensation of the cotton through my fingers. They are small and petite I tough, Julie wriggled down a little and opened her legs as wide as she could with me in this position. With one free hand I pulled her bra aside and massaging her nipples, I let the other wander around again and drifted across her panty line before slipping my. Her bare chest felt very nice against his own. He enjoyed the way her soft yet firm tits flattened against his body, and especially the way her nipples poked against him.Then he felt another, less pleasant sensation. She was pounding him on the shoulder with one of her free hands. It was something she had never done before, and although it didn't hurt him, especially with the water to slow her fist, it alarmed him.He quickly set his feet down and helped her gain her footing. She stood up,. It was just a pair of white full briefs with a lace trimmed edge, though the shimmer to the material was to much to resist. I found myself reaching in and feeling the warm silk, mesmerised as the smooth material flowed loosely between my finger and thumb.“Found a shirt yet”, my wife asked. I span around quickly, unaware she had walked up behind me. “Y..yes” I stammered, clutching my shirt as evidence and trying to act unflustered. “Good” she smiled back, her eyes catching mine as a curious.