She had her reading glasses on, and her brown hair fell down the left side of her face. She looked a lot younger, sitting like that next to the firepl...ce.In a daze, I walked towards her with only the small white towel wrapped around me. Before I made my presence known, she put her book down and stretched. Her arms reached for the ceiling, and her back arched like a limber gymnast. Her breasts pushed hard against her blouse, and the buttons strained to contain the bounty she possessed. As she. He didn’t want her to figure out what was going on just yet, so he pulled his hips back so she couldn’t feel his growing erection. After crying for a few minutes, Donna took a deep breath, leaned back in Rod’s arms, and gazed up at him. ‘That…that felt nice, ah, having you hold me,’ she whispered. ‘Thanks. I…I’m glad you didn’t just drop me off. I…I really needed someone to talk to.’ She kept looking up at Rod, shuddered a little, and her mouth opened a bit. Her arms remained around him, his. You want more, pushing harder against me, and with all possible self control and restraint, I release you, leaving you wanting, needing more. I open the door for you, you slide in gracefully, opening your legs ever so slightly, teasing me, seducing me with your soft skin disappearing under your short skirt. I shut the door, and pause for a moment, trying to clear my head. As I slide into the drivers seat, I glance over at you. Your seat belt lies across your chest, pulling your blouse tighter. After she had gone, I looked down at my drink, collecting my thoughts. I became aware of a large deep cleavage in front of me at eye level, and a voice saying "This drink is for you" and, as I raised my head up further, saw the voice came from the full, red, lips of the barmaid who had been smiling earlier. The smile was still there, sexier and sweeter than before."Thanks" I said, thinking Bob had ordered it."I saw where you were sitting and brought it over myself when I got the chance" she.