Oh, it was empowering.  Patti had felt this before on numerous occasions, but that didn't change the little charge she got from having Terry reach out and grab her.  His wife no doubt slept not a hundred feet away, yet even if she didn't it wouldn't matter.  She knew what was happening even if the details would remain their little secret.  Pursed, supple lips lifted ahead of the woman's chin.  She leaned in, rising upon her toes whilst his strong hands tucked about her form to release the robe.  Quite gently she kissed him, sighing onto his mouth before drawing away.  The robe fell in a whisk of black fabric, leaving Patti's sensual form bare and even flaunted.  The lacy corset she wore as made of leather, straps run along vertically both front and back at the center.  Tiny, strategic eyelets ran along her sides, giving glimpse at the healthy curves of her chest without showing anything more than their underside's contours.<br/><br/>Like any garment of the sort it squeezed about her ribs, forcing those two luscious mounds of flesh to swell and extend up along its neck.  Further down, beneath its edge, she wore nothing more than a skimpy little thong which undoubtedly made those two milky globes of flesh which comprised her ass look even better.  She'd only give him a moment to look before her arms were snaking once again about his neck, draping herself off his form even as her right silken thigh lifted, turning its calf along the back of his leg only to press her foot firmly to him.  She threw herself onto him, mouth finding his once again as she hissed.<em>"I want you,"</em>she moaned.