After a quick dip she got out, toweling off as she walked. “I’ve never seen a bidet before, have you?” She leaned over it to examine the controls. Reaching around her hips he pulled her down, forcing her cunt into his mouth. They each had a few cocktails then switched to iced tea, not wanting to overdo it at a company gig. At his house they dropped their bags in the hallway and fell into a serious kiss, bodies pressed close together, his hands reached down and traced her ass cheeks, feeling the curve where they met her legs, sliding over their roundness, her arms were wrapped around his back trying to pull their bodies even closer together. Jim was about her age, nice looking with deep set blue eyes, and she had noticed it when his wedding ring disappeared a few months ago. And when he came she could feel it, even with the condom, and she came herself. He was always pleasant, and sometimes told outrageous stories that made her laugh.
