We giggle like naughty school girls after the second aperitif though I’m hoping the meal is just an entrée for what will come later. We eat feeding... each other bits of food and my hand starts to stray to her leg as moves closer to me in the booth. As the last of the wine is disappearing I’m stroking her thigh and brushing over her smooth mound when she leans in close and suggests her place as it’s only round the corner. We start to walk hand in hand talking of music, clothes and why men just. Elly crossed her long legs over his butt and theirbodies melted together. By this time I had taken mycock out and was helplessly pulling it. Believe me,it is a great experience to see your pretty wifefucking a stud like Nick.Before long they were screaming out their lust foreach other, the passion between them was that greatthat they had forgotten about me. Especially Elly, she encouraged him with words andher playful tongue, “Ooh, darling, oh sweetheart,” Iheard her say,. A quick glance at the bathroom door revealed that it had indeed done what it almost always did — drifted open about six inches because the latch didn't work right. She was standing in front of the sink masturbating, and anyone who walked by the door could have seen her.Part of her — a large part now — wished that exactly that had happened.Just go to bed. Get Fred wet... She brought her moist fingers to her lips and sucked them clean. Very wet. Then go to sleep before you get yourself in. .." she gasped, but in his highly aroused state, there was no stopping him, as with a boldness born of desperate need, he reached up for the elastic band at her waist and pulled her panties down over her curvaceous hips and thighs. Again, her voice told him no but her actions said plainly yes. He hadn't had to work very hard to get her panties off; she had helped him and he hadn't been aware of it. "P-Please, Gabe we mustn't... I-I've never..." I love you... Dottie! I've got to..."He was clumsy.