My wife's hand was on his cock! Vanessa reached up to cover her mouth with her free hand, seemingly in shock. After years of fantasizing about such a ...perverted scene, to finally see it - it wreaked havoc on my mind. But I was immediately aroused. I quickly shot down a huge gulp of wine whilst glancing around the bar. I was relieved to see no one else on our side of the counter, Mark probably having already noticed that. He calmly removed his hand from hers, speaking softly. "Just leave it there. They were silent for a moment, and looked at each other.Jane said, 'We need to think about it. See you this evening.'They got up and walked away.Holly quirked an eyebrow. 'That went well, ' she said, somewhat ironically.I smiled at her. 'You know, I wish last night we really had been making a baby. I love you, Holly, and you're all the woman I really need.'She smiled and shook her head. 'You need my mother and my sister, too.''Not as much as you, but, yes, I love them.'She rose from the table. As much as he wanted to take her right then and there, he wanted to save his efforts for tonight when Michelle arrived.Stephanie had stopped writhing and lay there, panting. Soon he would get her into the shower and get her ready for tonight.Michelle re-read the note again for the fourth or fifth time before she started to pack what few things she would need. Since she was going to be helpless for better part of two days, she knew that she wouldn't need much other than her pills and personal. I didn't sleep well that night and I didn't have a good sexy dream. I woke up and made my trip to the bathroom to take a piss and get rid of my typical morning erection. At the age of seventeen, my cock was just under six inches when hard. It seemed to measure up to most that I had seen or felt.After breakfast, I went outside to have a smoke. Mom knew that I did it, but I couldn't do it in front of her. That was my rule, not hers. As I sat there enjoying the cigarette and watching the smoke.