Whether it was some sort of power thing, or maybe even a form of repressed guilt, I neither know nor care. XXX I felt amazing, desired, and confident. I returned to my bedroom and idly traced around my clitoris with my fingers. Mrs. I feel hypersensitivity in my whole body, as if it is electrically charged. That was a big turn-on. Now I looked at them with interest. I’d always had girlfriends of my own age, or slightly younger; and while I had some good times with them, I just seemed to find a heightened sensuality with this mature lady. There was a wonderful fresh scrubbed, clean aroma coming from him. When we returned to my house, and Jay had paid the taxi driver, I poured us both a large glass of brandy.
