I get wet just watching you

You lead me to the galley and ask me to be seated at a small table there. The
shirt pulls up exposing most of my thighs as I sit. You open the refrigerator
and take out a bottle of Cabernet Blanc. Opening a cabinet and removing two
lovely wine glasses and then a cork screw. You sit opposite me and open the
wine. I’m getting very warm just watching you. Slowly you pour each of us a
glass, handing me one. Offering a toast you say “to the new lady in my life”.
I sip the wine and notice it’s slightly oakey flavor. You ask if I would like
to go on deck. I agree and we take out glasses and the bottle up the stairs. I
know you can see all of me as I climb the steps ahead of you. Did you notice
the wetness of my skimpy panties?

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At four-thirty, Mark had allowed her a brief respite. "I need to tell you some things." Mark had begun, "I believe you want me to stay, and that you love me. "I believe you will try to change, and I'll let your actions for the week speak for themselves. "I also know that you're still holding back something. We'll go over that tomorrow night. I'm getting too tired." Alice crawled up in his lap and kissed him several times. She had never come so many times in a single night before. "One last thing, "Mark continued, "listening to you has made me horny. As long as you're naked, it seems like a waste not to do something about it." Mark led her to their bedroom. He stacked pillows near the center of the bed. He positioned Alice over them. Standing to one side, he undressed. Alice's relief as he plunged into her pussy was short lived as he pulled out and slid his variously lubricated cock into her ass.

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With her skirt bunched up around her hips he had forced her over the footstool on her stomach and had her from behind, something she had refused to allow Mark to do. Her inability to control Dave made her feel terribly wanton as she allowed him each liberty. She had come almost as soon as he had entered her, her skirt still on, on her face, from the rear.
Dave was taking her like a bitch, she thought. The word "bitch" seemed to excite her even more. She repeated it to herself as his hard member shoved home, again and again.
When Dave had come, she had expected to get dressed, but instead he had taken her to his bedroom, removed the rest of her clothes and made her assume positions on his bed.