I moaned softly, shutting my eyes, tingling from my head to my toes. It didn't take much. A few kisses and I was a clingy, needy mess just for him. An...d he knew it. He tugged gently on my hand and we started walking, back towards his apartment. Our shopping date would have to wait another time. We barely got inside before his shirt was off and we were kissing again. Our mouths were open, his tongue stroking, dancing along mine, our breath mingling, toeing off our shoes as we moved deeper into. ”He said it mostly in jest, with a teasing ‘big brother’ tone (although he’s actually younger than me), but I also sensed a slight wistfulness. That we had something that he’d have loved, having been through a messy divorce a couple of years ago when his wife finally got tired of his cheating ways.“Sorry,” was all I could think to say, “I’ll try and concentrate.”“That okay. Maybe if Katt and I had a little of what you and Dave have, we’d still be together,” said in a sad and understanding tone,. She turned and leaned her butt on the arm rest of the couch and looked at me. I was in a trance. I honestly cannot tell you a thing she said. She stretched her arms above her head. As she did her tank top rose slightly revealing her sexy belly just above her panty line, her nipples were pointed in the chill of the air, tenting the fabric of the material of her top. I had to have some of that. I needed it now. I stood and pushed her back onto the couch, dropping between her legs and rolling. To boil it down to basics ... he made her breakfast and then he made her a woman.Of course, it didn’t happen that quickly or neatly. And, to be fair, neither of them planned for it to happen at all.But Paula loved to kiss and now she had added some other loves, among them the feel of his fingers in her pussy and hers on his penis.In relatively short order, that morning, two more loves were added.The first was the feel of his lips and tongue on her sex. He didn’t tell her he was going to do.