"You sure are a monster." She said with a wiggle of her hips and a playful giggle. Mark went beat red. "Oh, god. I'm so sorry, Kimberly." "Sorry for w...at?" She teased. "Well, this bathing suit is pretty loose. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Not at all. I like it." She gave another wiggle that was more like a grind. "I've always wondered how big you were." All the blood rushed from Mikes head and into his cock. He was instantly hard and had no idea how to respond. So many things were. Not any other kiss but a passionate I wanna fuck you kiss. His tongue and mines twirling inside of each other mouth. When the valet finally showed up he had to tap on John shoulder to stop our kiss. " so to the park we go?" he asked. Still trying to catch my breat from the kiss i said " what ever you want I'm just horny now." He laughed " so your place or mine ". " mine" i said. On the ride back thoughts were running through my mind. One thought was imma let him fuck the shit out this. The other two women, both blondes, were in direct contrast but similarly dressed in long silk gowns. One had large breasts, the other did not, although the latter’s nipples poked through her top, perhaps betraying her excitement. They all wore shoes of varying height, so that they were all of equal height. The men wore slacks and tight fitting shirts which showed their shape. One man carried a small duffle bag. They sat in the center of the room, commanding attention. The group laughed and. "Cindy, can you get me John Weber on the line, please?" called Jackfrom his office."Straight away, Mr Peterson." I made a show of rustling through thepapers on my desk and flipping through stick-it notes, hunting for thecontact sheet, and then punched in the number I'd memorized my firstday on the job. The phone rang. "Hi Alison," I said once she pickedup. "How're you doing? Cool. Yeah, me too. Listen, can you put methrough to Mr Weber? It's for Mr Peterson." I covered the receiverwith.