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    Trouble in designer suits Ch.24

     

    Making sure the cloth covered my actions I reached under slowly unfastening my wife’s jeans. And running a finger between her folds feeling the wetness that had built. As I grazed her already swollen ***** she visibly shuddered, I stilled my hand and her head snapped up as she felt me stop.

    “So Andy are you and Bette going to see any museums while you’re here?”

     

    I don’t think her brain had any function left and she just stared at me for a long moment before trying to form an answer.

     

    “UUUmmmm sure uh yeah if uhm B Bette wants to then it uh it uhm could be fun.”

     

    I smiled as I turned to talk to Bette who was about to leave the table.

     

    “Bette what do you think?”

     

    She stopped half way out of her chair to rude to just leave when someone was speaking to her.

     

    “Yeah sound great we will have to talk about it.”

     

    “Oh but which places do you think you might visit? Bette you have spent time in London before haven’t you?”

     

    With a resigned look she sat back down with a last longing look at the bathroom and joined in the conversation.

    With that I ran my finger from Andy’s ***** to her opening dipping a finger into her and pulling it back out and pinching her ***** between two fingers.

     

    It was hilarious Bette trying to wrap up the conversation as quickly as possible to get away and Andy barely able to breath let alone form any sort of sentence. After 20 minutes Tina came back flashing me a quick grin before glaring at a squirming Bette.

     

    I increased the pressure on Andy’s ***** before reaching further and entering her with two fingers. I felt her walls tighten around my fingers and felt the wetness flow onto my hand.

     

    It was great just as Kit leaned over asking Andy if she had been to the Tate modern she climaxed and in a rather loud voice seemed to answer the question with a resounding.

     

    “***** yeah”

     

    Tina and I just cracked up, Kit looked very confused and Bette just looked very annoyed. 

     

    —————Alice———–

     

    God damn I had just though she was drunk but that outburst I had a fair idea what was going on at the other end of the table, Andy had lost the agitated look from earlier and now looked very shell shocked but very happy with a stupid grin all over her face and I don’t know why but Bette looked like she was now the agitated one as all of the others just sat there laughing.

     

    I watched as Bette got up and hissed into Tina’s ear before heading back towards the loo’s.

     

     

    ———Tina——–

     

    “You Ms. Kennard better get you sweet ***** to the bathroom in five minutes or I will make you very sorry.”

     

    She virtually stalked to the back of the restaurant. As the other sat talking and laughing I winked at Rachel and made to follow my very horny and possibly angry wife.

     

    Tonight would be a night to remember of that much I was sure. 

     

     

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    1. Now my reaction to be asking if I’d been to the Tate Modern certainly wasn’t the same as Andy’s, but then again I’m not a modern art type and wasn’t in the same situation as Andy when asked the question, lol. You just have to love these guys, Bette and Tina, Andy and Rachel, they’re made for each other. Two sides of the same coin with the same wicked sense of humour. I have to pass the Savoy Hotel on my way home from class and if I burst out laughing on the bus when I do because I remember their dinner antics I’m gonna completely blame you. Great chapter, made me laugh and has been my distraction for the night. I need to get back to my essay and you need to get back to writing the next chapter! PLEASE!!! =) Let’s see what these guys can get up to next.

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