As he wondered, it slid open again, and she looked at him, smiling."Get in," she said. "The other side."Relief flooded through him. He hurried round t...he back of the car, opened thedoor and sank gratefully on to the soft leather upholstery. He dimlyregistered the back of someone's head in the driver's seat, but all hisattention was on the woman whose eyes had enslaved him. All his emotions, allhis thoughts had been wiped away. He was a clean slate, and he needed her towrite on him.She leaned. Moving into my bedroom I yawn and undress putting on some loose shorts having a nagging feeling that it will be a long night. Coming in the room quietly my wife, Shanna, kissed me then changed into a night dress. Crawling into bed with me Shanna wraps her arms around my neck pressing her warm, soft body against mine. Moaning quietly my hands start to roam her still wonderful body and I feel myself stir thinking that the night was not a complete loss. Just as things start to heat up we begin to. ” I did as she said.. I rubbed her back not missing a spot as her top came underdone and her beautiful breast fell naturally in front of her. She leaned forward stretching out her back while scooting her ass towards my lap. “Well looks like my knot is untied.. yours is too right? I saw your dick. Is it still hard?” She traced her hands from my legs to waist. She pulled away from my body and pulled out my cock. She still hasn't even seen it just feeling it with her hands. She stood up and turned. The question was – what should I do next? I decided I should go and talk to her. She might need some prodding before she would take the next step. Simply avoiding me wasn’t going to work.I was about to stand when my way was blocked by Tara – she really did look splendid in her waitress outfit. She curtsied in front of me and held out her plate of crackers and dip.“Can I tempt you with some aperitifs, M’Lady?” asked Tara in an outrageously posh English accent.I sat up straight and lifted my nose.