The bright red dress she wore accented her figure with very deep cleavage and very short hem that will draw attention to her slender legs. Her strawbe...ry blonde hair was groomed to perfection and she used only a hint of makeup. His nostrils flared to the scent of her exotic perfume.“Wow, look at you! What have I done to deserve such special treatment?”“You love me every day. Red isn’t only for Valentine’s Day. I thought my dress might brighten up a dreary winter’s evening.”“It’ll brighten me up. He looked towards the books on the table across the room. "So, were you studying or something?" he asked."Yeah," Anita said, "doing research, actually. I'm a little behind schedule on my master's thesis, so I grab what time I can when I'm not in school or working." Master's, wow," Rob said. "I heard you were going to school but I didn't know you were going, you know, so far."Anita shrugged. "I like it," she said. "I wasn't really the student type when I was a kid, but then I got interested.. The new lacy nightgown that she was wearing for the first time, a gift for "this special night", that her husband had dressed her in, was now hiked up high enough to expose her increasingly wet vulva to the attractive, young, black stranger whose mouth was within inches of her sensitive vulva. As the handsome man's wet tongue lightly brushed against her swelling clit for the first time, awareness of her surroundings began to fade as intense pleasure began to crowd out all rational thought. That. Therefore we had no trouble finding willing partners.Then Marci found Derek. This guy was slick, too slick. I didn't like him much but Marci was nuts about him, and his girlfriend was beautiful and sexy. Stupid me, I had no idea I was being played. It was our fourth meeting when Derek showed up without the girlfriend. He did have a bunch of excuses. I should have put my foot down and said no, but I went along with it.The girlfriend showed up a few more times, but less and less as time when on..