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"Do you think I really need to take the whole sweater off?" Yes," I said with a lump in my throat. "I think it would be a good idea." Okay, here goes,... and she threw it off like it was a matador's cape.At this point, it was uncertain who was seducing whom, although it was clear she was much better at it than I was.After swallowing the lump, I said in my most manly voice, "Let's stop playing games here, Erika. Take off your bra, and show me those gorgeous tits."She gave me a frown and said,. Wilma went to the door andopened it.The last person I had expected to see was my mother inlaw Brenda. But I played it cool.“What’s going on in here?” mom in law asked. “Why didit take so long to open the door?”Wilma said she had been in the restroom and she turnedto me asking, “Why didn’t you open the door boy?”“Aunt Wilma,” I responded. “This isn’t my house. Ididn’t know who was at the door. That’s why I told. ”“But wouldn’t you feel a sense of loss?”“I suppose I would. Some relationships appear to only last certain amounts of time. We should take joy in the time we had together, and move on. Spouses are not possessions. They have their own free will. Being together is a choice they both make.”Lisa leaned across the bar and kissed Dave. “You are the best,” she crooned. “Can we have some time together later?”Dave grinned, “Let’s see what develops.”The cocktail hour morphed into the dinner hour, and. I invited him inside and closed the door behind him.I directed him through to the dining room where I had closed the curtains so as not to be seen by the nosey neighbours. As soon as we entered the room he turned to face me. We both knew that we didn't have time for words and instantly began to kiss.As we pulled each other close I could feel his cock getting hard through his jeans. I knew I wanted it and began to undo his jeans. As I did so he broke off the kiss and pulled my T-shirt over.
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