It had been two weeks earlier, and, lying in the mussed hay, they were just coming down from a massive mutual climax. As Jack’s limp member slipped ...out of her, and he rolled onto his back, Becky, still in high euphoric mood had rolled astride him.Her passion clouded eyes gazed down as she whispered, “I know I’ll never regret saying this. Never. But Jack, oh, Jack. I love you. I love, love, love you.”Jack felt his insides melt on hearing the word that had played, unspoken, in his mind for weeks.. I teased him, unbuttoning and unzipping my tight jeans with one question, pulling them off in another question. I slid my hand into my panties, moaning as I finger ed myself in front of him. Another question, I removed my shirt.He begged that the next question result in my panties removed, I denied him that. The next question resulted in my bra sliding off my body. Two more questions remained. He answered the one, and my panties fell, allowing him full view of my fingers inside my warm, wet,. They just said ‘don’t worry – we ALL had a first time once...’ Tom got up to refresh our drinks and at this, Carol suggested to Fiona that she come and sit where she had been, and Carol come over to sit with me. Tom came back and handed round the drinks and we carried on chatting for a while. I was deeply engrossed talking about something with Carol when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something go up between Fiona’s legs – it was Tom’s hand... ‘Ooooh he’s getting going early’ chuckled. Sophie was stood in the kitchen with two frying pans on the go, she’d already sliced and buttered half a dozen bread-buns and was busily frying a dozen slices of bacon to fill them. She smiled when she saw me “I was gonna surprise you with you with breakfast in bed” she said by way of explanation “but you might as well wait and have yours down here now” She completed the construction of the rest of the bacon buns and took them upstairs before returning and joining me at the kitchen table..