"Do you trust me? We might have something in the works, but don't want to spoil it until we know for sure." Yeah, we think you will love it, but we r...eally don't want to get your hopes up until we know for sure." Steph gave me a really big grin.I resigned myself to waiting. It was going to be tough… I was always terrible about waiting until Christmas morning to open presents as a kid and that never really went away."Anyway, we do have two great things planned for the rest of the day but we. When you get home, a bath makes me feel like I have washed away the week. It’s like a fresh start.” Her eyes seemed to be brighter and I could detect just a trace of perfume. Instead of sitting, she picked up her glass and walked to the kitchen. “My turn. I can use a quick bath too.” I heard he mumble an answer from the kitchen and the sound of ice cubes being broken loose in the ice tray. My head spinning, I stood and headed up the stairs. We did not have a shower in our old house. It always. Her tongue swirls around your head and she swallows more of your softening erection. It's so sensitive that it feels like fire in a good way. It feels good in the way a cinnamon mint tastes good.At this point your entire body is shuddering but you tell her to keep going. She resumes a bobbing motion. It's slow, torturous, and cruel in its gentleness. Her lips are barely grazing you, sliding ever so gently and effortlessly along your flesh. You can feel each nerve ending she triggers and her. We're working together in the nightshift, it's a hot summers night, it also hasn't cooled down at night, all sweaty, there is a strange, electrifying connection between us, he searches the whole evening my presence, furtive glances, a shy smile, the distance is less, he keeps touching me 'by mistake', i can't stand the tension any more, closer, he's behind my back, closer, i turn around, we stand face to face, less than 10cm between us, deep looks, closer, our lips gently touching, more.