Amy's plan works (Follow Amy)

** Outside the bar **

Amy and Henry walked towards the gas station but as she was buying time, she thought she would have a little fun. I mean why not? Heather surely was. So she lightly started to tease Henry and then it lightly progressed to poking him and attempting to tickle him. Henry responded by getting her back double what Amy got him and momentarily forgot about heather.

And so the pair danced in a stalemate for a few seconds more before Amy managed to return the tickling favor with a ticklish-jab in the ribs for Henry . This, however, only caused him to redouble his efforts and the street was filled with the sounds of Amy giggling hysterically.

Trying to distract him with tickling, spinning this way and that until suddenly Henry moved and Amy suddenly felt herself bounce against a building wall. Right next to an alleyway. As she was trapped she pretended to want to bite him, leaning forward to sell the feint, but their lips met accidentally. Caught up in the moment, lost in the adrenaline of the play-fight, their lips mashed together and without thinking both Amy and Henry kissed forcefully, once, twice, three times before Amy instinctively parted her lips, her eyes closed as her tongue darted into Henry's mouth, pressing her lips firmly to his.

Neither was thinking clearly, both were lost in the moment and a little drunk. Amy hot body yearned for that strong touch, and Henry, though he had never looked at Amy as anything but his girl's friend, knew instinctively that this woman was voluptuous and gorgeous.

For a moment he simply held her there, and then slowly his fingers oh so slowly began to gently slide down her wrist, down her bare forearm, onto her arm and shoulder, cupping her face to his, before slowly sliding down, over her shirt to cup one of her large, heavy, 32E breasts.

"Ohhmmm!" Amy moaned breathily between kisses as her friend's husband's hand gently began to squeeze her large breasts through her top, his fingers sinking into the large, soft but firm, flesh as he squeezed and pressed his palm and fingers into it firmly.

Amy slid a hand down his chest reaching to his jeans and attempting to unbutton them, however when one hand didn't work, her other swiftly joined it, pulling and yanking at the button as Henry kissed her hard, holding her waist.

The moment the fingers of her right hand deftly wrapped around his hard length, Amy's heart skipped a beat and she breathed deeply. Then with a smile, slowly dropped to a crouch from the wall.

Staring in astonishment at the enormous, firm rod in front of her face, her warm, heavy breaths tickling the large head less than half an inch from her mouth, jacking him off slowly, but firmly.

"Do you want me to suck your cock, **Henry?"** she asked hornily, her eyes blazing as her fist began pounding faster and tighter up and down that thick shaft.

"Fuck..." Henry breathed as he raised his hand from her shoulder and stroked her hair. "We shouldn't,.. but...Yeah Amy, suck my dick..." he gave in.