“No,” she said. “It was something else that was on my mind.”
“Tell me,” Tom said.
She looked up at him as her hand continued to slide up and down his full length.
“I dreamed…” she started and paused. “I dreamed that you were between my thighs stroking your fingers on my underwear.”
“Let me do it,” he said immediately.
Mary let out a rush of breath. She knew that revealing her fantasy would make him want to do it, but her nerves welled up at the prospect of her dream becoming a reality. Tom reached for her hand and made her release her grip. He kicked his pants and underwear off then quickly moved to pick up the nearest desk and put it down in the corner of the room.
“Sit on it,” he told her. Mary did it and saw him shake his head. “Lift your skirt up first.”
She dropped back to the
