My hand reached behind her, and my old age practice of undoing a bra with one hand was not forgotten as it unclasped her well filled bra. She undid my...belt, and my trousers fell away, while I found her black slacks had only elastic holding them up. My body and Calvin Kleins were well exposed, as was my tiny erection (I was not well endowed), and she sat there with a magnetic blue bra and panties that really excited me.We slowly removed each other’s clothing, relishing the freedom of our bodies,. I was making sure he could see me when I bent over .Doing this got me so horny I have never been so horny ever.I was getting closer to him making sure I was pretending to look at dressers near him but to be honest I could care less about the dressers my mind was undressing this hunk ,that's when the assistant came over to help me with a dress just as his girlfriend went into the change room I picked the shortest sexiest skirt and held it up ,I looked directly into his eyes and asked what he. Leave a message or whatever,” the recorded voice said. She was so hot.She was the most important thing in my life, except my car and maybe my Motley Crue box set. I hung up the phone before the voicemail beeped. I turned to leave, but before I did, I picked up the handset again and squeezed as hard as I could, trying to shatter it the way that Becky Finklestein had. Nothing happened. It didn’t shatter, or crack, or even bend. Maybe the new handset was a newer model, a better brand maybe. That. A quick look showed that the eyes belonged to an extremely attractive guy. He helped me pick my things up and then he said:"I'm Robert Abbott. My family and friends call me Deuce. I've seen you around, but never have had a chance to meet you. So pardon me for being impulsive, but I might not get another chance to meet you so I need to take advantage of this opportunity. Will you have dinner with me?" I think that Amber Pryce would love to have dinner with Robert Abbott." Please call me Deuce..