I reached the venue on said date and time. It was an independent home, small but beautiful. I ringed and she invited me in her home.She was looking da...n hot in shorts and a t shirt. She offered me juice and we chit chat for some minutes. She said that this house is empty and we come here when we need an off time away from work and since her husband is away, she grabbed this opportunity. She said she will be ready as she wanted to have bath.She went into bathroom and I could hear the noise of. Shoemaker was still caught up in his work. He didn’t even seem to pay attention to what I was doing. Cautiously I opened my zipper from under my desk and I wriggled my half erect penis through the cotton, while I pretended as if I was still writing by scrawling a little on the paper. Attentively I observed the cleavage of his toned chest that peeped through the V shaped collar. I wondered what his nipples would be like. Would they have a little tip for me to nibble on? Just like he was still. It was not me though. The color andvolume of that mane around my head, and those straight bangs that made myeyes stand out, were not me. Jessica waved her arm around me as shedischarged a can of hairspray all over me to hold it all in place. I thenrealized it was almost time to go. I had oddly prayed for this time tocome quickly during the time I was here, but now I realized what I lookedlike; I was not ready to leave the safety of this place where I knew noone but Vanessa.How could I go. They were still unsure what to make of all that. I after all, just had a hard-on rubbed against me and was locked in a passion filled embrace. I wasn't sure what to think either, but I wasn't appreciating the attention or discomfort at this point. It was time for humor. I leaned into the table and staged whispered just loud enough for them to hear, "I think I make a better lesbian. I'm not real fond of that whole razor stubble thing." That broke the tension and they exploded with laughter and.