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.. kiss, ... kiss ... kiss ... .

Ted had reached her belly then started slowly move back up. kiss, ... kiss ... kiss ...lick (oops how'd that get in there) ... kiss ... kiss. He moved to her right breast and gently kissed her nipple. The nipple, being of the accommodating type, rose to meet Ted invitation. Georgette had no other choice then to sigh and enjoy the dance between nipple and lips. Ted, being a fair man, slowly moved to the other nipple, who, as it happens, was just as accommodating as the first. Georgette had not moved and the smile was no longer imperceptible.

While Georgette, distracted by the action at her chest, Ted started tracing lines up and down her inner thighs with his hand. Ted moved slowly up and ever so lightly across the cotton panties, then down the opposite thigh. Georgette ... well .. we know what Georgette was doing.

Between Ted's attention to her breast and the teasing strokes, Georgette was starting to moan a little more often and her hand was searching for her own area to stroke. Georgette placed her hand on Ted's privates, having talents of her own, and gently stroked him through his cotton boxers. Ted, being the accommodating, rose to meet her. She does not know how he does it but Ted smiled while he had her breast in his mouth. This lasted for quite a while. Ted paid special attention to her breasts and continued to tease her thighs. Georgette stroked and petted his penis. Both were enjoying the attention. However, at the same exact time, Ted and Georgette stopped what they were doing, looked each other in the eye and said

"YOU HAVE TO MANY CLOTHES ON!"

They laughed, quick doffed their duds, curled up under the covers, and picked up where they left off. However this time, Ted abandoned the gently teasing. He meant business. Georgette had always said his tongue should be bronzed (figure that one). He has every intention of proving it once again. He VERY, VERY, slowly moved down her belly, kissing, licking, and nibbling. Georgette did not fight the tongue lashing she was about to get. Ted moved down, down, ... down ... ever so slowly ... down.

When he reached his desire he stopped. "BASTARD" was the only thing Georgette said. He smiled, reach up and tweaked her happy nipple, then ran his tongue up and down her moistness, however never really entering it. &*%^&#@ (what language from MOM). Ted was enjoying his power (actually so was Georgette). Ted spread her lips and licked the inside. She tasted wonderful, even after all these years. He ran his tongue up and down, in and out, however, NEVER touching her "Pleasure Point". Georgette was at this point begging for more. She was offering him money, free dinners, a massage, a blow job! That made him stop and think. Georgette screamed at him. He just smiled took a rain check. He dived in for more. He ran his tongue up slowly, closer and closer to her pleasure.

Then it happened. It had never happened before in their 15 years marriage or even in the years during their engagement. It was unbelievable! They were dumbfounded. At the exact moment that Ted's tongue found what Georgette wanted it to find, Georgette ... Started to laugh. Not some little snicker, or romantic giggle, she started to guffaw. It was a deep belly laugh -- an "I am being tickled with a feather duster" laugh.

Ted did not now what to do. He stopped and waited until Georgette had calmed down and started again. And so did Georgette. Laughing so hard she was holding her belly and crying. Ted was shocked -- defeated. His confidence shattered. His ego (and other important parts) deflated. He rolled over on his side and just laid there. He was unable to decide what to do. He knew what Georgette wanted, what she needed, but for the first time was unable to provide it.

Once Georgette had calmed down, she noticed his despair.

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