Perhaps justallow him to kiss her on the cheek only, then bid him goodnight. ButMargaret was facing a decision, and she felt that (as Mark might say)...the situation required more analysis.It had been a degustation meal that was a little light on volume, pairwith wines that had been more generously dispensed. As a result theywere both relaxed, if not a little drunk. Surely if she had not beenshe would not have invited him up.So when he asked politely if he could come up for a while, she. In the back of the limo he shut the privacy screen and began to kiss her and run his hand inside the skimpy dress to her nipples. Then he uncovered a nipple and began to suck it as he ran his hand under her dress to her pussy and felt that she was wearing just a thong. He pulled the thong down and off. He told her ‘You will not need these tonight. I just may want to finger you and no need for covering that nice wet cunt. Now spread your legs for me. We shall have some fun on the way to the. The story was so vivid in her mind as if it was actually there. Then came the twist. ‘Harriet is interested in William. She wants to invite him over.’ The new words brought her close to snapping out of her trance. ‘What?’ she said since she was used to speaking her thoughts aloud. ‘Why should Harriet be interested in him?’ By instinct, she repeated the thought over and over again. ‘Why should Harriet be interested in him?’ By now, her pupils had stretched so much that there was barely any brown. "I don't... " I started, then I stopped and tried again. "There isn't anything to apologise for. It is actually very flattering. It should be me being sorry for getting you so frustrated. I shouldn't have undressed like that in front of you." But, I am very pleased that you did. You know in all the time we were together, I haven't once seen your breasts, or any other part of you naked. And now all of a sudden, when we aren't together anymore, I see it all. It just makes me even more sorry for.