I need you to massage it again."He crawled out of bed and saw her crawl in with a smile on her face. He looked down at her back in dismay as the gauzy... fabric was so... transparent. She had a nice body though it was carrying too much weight in some key areas.He touched her back and she hissed at him. "Under! You have to take it off!"Again she struggled to lift herself as he tugged at the nightie and ended up touching her skin all up the sides of her body. When he reached the sides of her breasts. The bastard seems to be enjoying this. He doesn’t even seem to care about me and the girls, she fumed.When their eyes finally met Mel’s look of intense pleasure was replaced by a sick, guilty one. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly and bowed his head in shame to avoid his wife’s accusing eyes. At the same time he was trying to ignore the jolts of pleasure surging through his body. But he soon gave up the battle and with a muted groan, gave himself up to the delightful magic of the strange. ”“Whenever, Buddy. Can you perhaps make enough coffee for two?”“I can indeed. How do you like it? Black? Cream? Sugar?”“Yes.” She eyed my preparations. Okay, I’m a bit of a fanatic about coffee. The water boiled. I poured it over the grounds in the press, stirred, put the top on, then turned.Mimi was watching, amused. “I bought a Keurig,” she said.“I’ve tried ‘em,” I replied. I get more control over the process with this.”“It’s more work.”“‘Course it is. But I really like my coffee this way.. Chelsea approached him. “Jeff...”They faced each other, nude. “You do have one sexy body,” he said.“Jeff ... I ... I...” She bit her lip.“What’s the matter? That pulse point in your neck is pounding again.”She drew in a breath. “Jeff, I love you,” she blurted.“I know. I love you, too.” They embraced and he ran his hand along the small of her back and buttocks.“I was so scared to say it ... so scared to ruin what we have.”“How could that ruin it? It’s not anything either of us didn’t know ....