Her shouts and random cries subsided to a whisper as the champagne bottle gradually lost its own momentum and eased out of her soaking slit to lie on ...the leather sofa, just resting in the outer folds of Jules’s pussy lips. I say lost momentum, but that was purely because the woman, formerly controlling Jules, had decided to fully cut loose on her own body. She remained on her knees; legs splayed, now using both hands on her own pussy and ass in order to finish off what she had started. Her left. I was determined to make this a birthday to remember for my new boyfriend. We lay on the bed talking, cuddling and kissing. As the kissing and caressing became more heated and sexual, I moved my hand down to his crotch and traced my fingers over his bulge. I felt his cock respond with a twitch and swell as I brushed my fingers over it. I was enjoying turning him on. He moaned as I began to unbutton his jeans and I glanced at him, reminding him to be quiet. I reached inside his flies and rubbed. Please, don’t tell anyone that my panties fell off while I was in your store. I think the elastic waistband may have broken. But they were so tiny anyway, and I just wore them in order to perhaps show a teenage girl that I too like to be sexy, though I am a professional nurse,” she blurted, picking them up as she spoke. She pretended to try and stuff them into her front and side pockets, but she didn’t have any. She reached out and stuffed them into my back pocket, then turned to march out of. Believe me, with what I had been through with the ex, this was like a tonic for anything that ails you. I learned that she loved to have her nipples sucked and pinched hard. I also learned that light tickling on the underside of her breasts drove her up a wall. Two good lessons for the future. At several times during the action, Kerri would apologize for her “three date” rule and I reassured her that it was all right. I kept answering, “Not one minute before you’re ready.” That turned her on.