He has been traveling a lot and he would be very happy to have you use his apartment while we — and he — are gone." With her eyes wide she asked, ...Sue, do you mind?" Of course not, silly!" Sue replied with a grin. "When can I get into his apartment? And where is the key, for that matter?"Ginny swallowed hard, reached into her purse, and pulled out a ring of keys. "This is the key to the apartment," she said. Pulling out another she continued, "This is the key to the BMW, and this is the one for. I lifted the cup with one hand and the other still protecting my dignity if there was left any. And I asked him if there is anyway my clothes could be dried soon because… I didn’t needed to complete the sentence he told me that he is going to put the clothes in dryer right away after finishing his tea and then ironing the clothes will make them completely dry. Well that made me take a sigh of relief and made me comfortable.Then we had a little chat over a cup of tea and I was no longer holding. She gasped and urged him to continue. He rubbed the sensitive bump with his tongue for a few moments and then sucked on it a little. Knowing what she liked best, he dropped his head a bit so he could stick his tongue inside her. Moving it in and out slowly, he then used the palm of his hand to rub the top half of her pussy in a circular motion. He continued like this for several minutes, watching for her signals. When she started moaning louder than ever and moving her hips in the same rhythm. I hate to admit it, but I would sometimes wait until I saw you coming before I nonchalantly strolled outside to walk with you to the mail boxes. Your quiet disposition was accompanied by your intelligence about everyday subjects, and I yearned to hear the next thing you would say, to glean what knowledge I could get about you and the world. I started getting into the habit of wearing my cutest skirts during these mail walks of ours. And sometimes I would brush my hand against you, walk a few.