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The girls are chatting; nothing much just chit-chat. Then they stop. I hear a giggle, and a gasp. I try to stay very still.I feel movement near me, and the bed gently settles as someone sits near my legs. I sense warmth near my arm at about chest level too.Then there's a hand on my knee, rubbing gently up and down. Sliding round, I feel the hand creep slowly higher up my thigh. The towel around my waist unfurls, still covering me, but no longer tucked in at the waist. I feel a hand slide across my belly, gently pulling the towel aside. My cock springs into full view and there's a little gasp (I told you this was a fantasy, right?).The hand on my thigh reaches higher, and the hand on my belly goes lower. I feel a gentle touch on my balls, and my cock twitches. The hand from above slides further dowm, a warm hand grasping the base of my penis, and rubbing up. Pulling the foreskin down to reveal the enflamed, purple head. I feel an ample breast brush my chest, it's nipple hard.The hand. Both of us have to live our lives today and not yesterday. Don’t be so … oh I don’t know. Just don’t. OK?’ ‘I understand. I’ll try not to be so … oh … I don’t know either.’ he laughed. She stepped toward him and with a light hand on his shoulder, kissed him on the cheek … again. She turned and walked toward the kitchen and picked up the coffee urn and poured two cups. She placed the cups on a tray with the sugar and cream and then placed two snifters of brandy, already poured, on the tray and returned to the living room. When Roger recovered from the unexpected intimacy, he was uncertain where to sit but quickly decided on the sofa. Eleanor placed the silver serving tray on the coffee table in front of him and sat beside him. He was still a bit unbalanced from her casual appearance and, of course, the kiss. ‘Cream and sugar?’ she asked. ‘Cream only, please.’ he answered looking at her face in profile. Eleanor was having a déjà vu experience. She wasn’t sure, but she thought this.
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