Maria Pavlova, Part 1
"Then when he was speechless with lust and his shyness had kicked in, I'd take charge. I'd walk up to him or pull him close and say something like:"
"'The kids are at soccer practice, and we have a few hours alone...'"
"And then, since he would be frozen still and staring at me, I'd be more direct and say:"
"'You want to kiss me, don't you?'"
"Of course he wanted to kiss me, and hold me, and feel my warmth against him. He knew what wonders I had in store for him, and the kissing was always a prelude to more intimate sex. Since he knew that, kissing me got him incredibly turned on. He'd get all hard and I'd have to adjust his pants. He also felt very shy at these times, and I'd put his hands on my breasts to get him even more worked up."
"From the way he reacted I was sure I was succeeding in keeping him horny. Tom was always very eager to kiss me, to hold me, and to make love to me. Very, very eager! And I made sure that we did it very often, basically every night."