“Careful,” Terry told him as his cock touched her body, “I don’t want to be covered with your semen do I?” She said with a smile as she turned and touched him.
Simon was not only hard but also very wet from leaking cum.
“Sorry,” he apologised.
Terry reached for a wipe from her dressing table and began to clean the sticky foreskin, “This excites you doesn’t it?” She asked him.
He put a hand on her shoulder, “It does but it hurts as well.”
“What, me going out on a date?”
He nodded, “You don’t have to do this you know?” he told her.
She kissed him on the lips gently but quickly, “I think we both know that I have to do this, don’t we?” she replied, “all these years of talking about it. It’s inevitable that it is going to happen sooner or later.”
“Are you going to........?” he asked.
Terry continued her cleaning, “Maybe?”
“You seem to be so calm about it,” Simon told her.
“What, going out on my first date in over twelve years?” she responded, “I’m a bundle of nerves.” She added motioning for him to continue drying her.
“It’s usually the guy that’s the nervous one,” Simon told her, “wondering will she or won’t she.”
“What, let him fuck her you mean?”
Simon nodded.
“Well I think that when a married woman agrees to go out on date with another man then it’s a foregone conclusion isn’t it!” Terry replied.
“And is it, as far as you’re concerned that is?” he asked her.
“It depends on how we get on,” she told him, “just because we have a good laugh at work doesn’t mean that we will automatically gel in a sexual way.”
He ran the towel over her breasts, her firm and not overly large breasts. The breasts that had been his domain for the last twelve years, “Will you.......will you let him touch you?” He asked softly.
“Maybe,” she told him. “It all depends if I like him in that way.”
“And if you do?” he asked as he sank down on his knees to dry her from the waist down.
Terry said nothing.
“What if he wants to touch you through your knickers, will you let him?” he asked.
“When a woman lets a man’s hand get that close she has already made her mind up that she is going to let him go all the way.” she told him.
Simon groaned softly as he began to rub the towel over her mound.
“You can’t feel any bristles can you?” she asked him.
His hand trembled as he ran his fingers over her cunt lips and then stroked inside them. It was the first time that he had seen her without pubic hair. He had often asked her to let him do it to her; begged her even, to allow him to see her shorn and naked but she had always said “no”. No request was made tonight though, in fact, she had more or less ordered him to do it. Now he was getting his request granted but it wasn’t for his benefit; another man would probably be getting the benefit; another man would be enjoying the pleasure; another man would be gaining from the fruits of his labours.
“Do you think that he will like seeing my cunt?”
Simon wobbled slightly. She was not just teasing him now she was taunting him as well, “It will drive him wild, but you know that don’t that!” He told her.
Terry ran her hand through his hair, “He will give my cunt lots of attention then?”
He could feel his cock dribbling on his thighs.
“Will you give his cock lots of attention?”
She ran her hand through his hair again, “You can rest assured that if I like him in that way his cock will be getting the very best of attention from me.”
Simon groaned, “Will you let him cum in your mouth?” he asked.
“It depends on how excited he is,” she replied softly. “I can still remember how excited guys get the first time and if I think that he will cum too soon inside me than I will take him in my mouth at first.”
Simon said nothing as he completed the drying of her legs and thighs.
“Do you think that he has a big one?” he asked her.