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To our surprise Bev said maybe Helen would go and help, I expected her to say don’t worry it’s late nope will you take Helen. as a senior she will stay whit Kim, fine that’s settle then the cab beeped, myself and Helen went over to the cinema I paid the cab just before we got there Helen did not see it we got out and went in as we closed the door Helen said the cab has left, I said shit went outside but to late he’s gone, Helen his loss as he didn’t get paid, I giggle to myself don’t worry I will call another one, we went to the store room it was dark I had to fiddle around for the lights as I was doing this I put my hands on Helen she giggle I’m not the light switch, I said are you sure I put my hand under her skirt and straight on to her pusse covered by her knickers as I put finger inside her knickers I rubbed her clitoris maybe this will turn on something, I think it already has immmmmmm. Would you like me to stop, o no please don’t stop but I am a virgin I really sorry but. My mind sailed away from me as I experienced a moment that I had come to believe may never happen again.Jen pulled her lips from mine and with very serious eyes she stated, "don't ever forget what I just said, or this moment, regardless of whatever may happen in the future. This moment and what I just said are the truth." Then, wiggling her butt on my lap and smiling at me, "it feels like you want more than necking, Mister Dane." Sure enough, I was as stiff as a steel rod, under my wife and trapped within the pants that I was still wearing."Let's go to bed," I whispered with a throaty husk to my voice.Momentarily I saw her brow furrow, but I ignored that as I stood, holding my wife in my arms. I stepped into the darkened bedroom, all shades of grey and black, and set her down on the bed. Jennifer glanced towards our closet and then up at me, "let me undress you."I pulled my shirt off over my head and discarded it on the floor as Jennifer pulled my belt off. Then she worked the button.
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