Let's have this dance. We have worked together for two years, and I have never met you outside of the office. I'm going to have to leave soon, so how ...bout it?" He smiled at her, and reached across the table to take her hand. Andy slid out of his seat to let the two of them head for the small dance floor, where they joined several other couples.As the two of them danced, Andy had a literal ringside seat to watch them. He couldn't help but notice how fluidly Brenda danced, seeming to flow with. That was not the case. Therefore she took an early evening. Her boyfriend was, of course not home yet so she had the apartment for herself. It would probably be an hour or two before he would be home.She stood in the living room, not knowing what she should do with her time before he would arrive. Then she remembered that she was supposed to write a mail before she left for the day to her boss. She signed I might as well do it from home, she thought, and walked into the room that was a. I reluctantly moved my hands from against hers. I noticed she wasn't moving them, and her look was still glued to me. I quickly unbuttoned her pants and pushed them off her along with her black-lace thongs. They were just in the way. I pushed her shirt up high, uncovering her as I glared, adoring the view of her naked. My hand was slowly traveling down her body. I loved feeling her inhale and exhale, her stomach tightening at the feel of my touch, her legs trembling and her lips deplorably. Coffee poured I explained why we were doing what we did, and he surprisingly said, 'Joanne, I cannot see your Cunt'.Joanne was sitting with her legs crossed and with the cup raised to drink, when he said it, she looked slightly baffled, then realising what he meant, laughed and uncrossed her legs and opened them, 'See it now'? He was looking straight at her crotch, 'You dont shave your pussy', he queried her, 'I thought most women do now-a-days', he continued, turning to me, and before he could.