I lay down on my bed and fantasised that he is in the room looking down at me; my fingers were busy between my legs until I came.The next day was quit... warm, I decided to go out for a bike ride or a walk, anything, I was so bored. I showered and rummaged for something to wear. I picked up my new denim outfit, removed my dressing gown and put it on. I went down stairs to get my bike out of the garage, but both tyres were flat, shit, I thought, what now."Need any help girlie," he said.Unknowing. This was the 70s, almost no one depilated. Many women only shaved their armpits for summer dresses from April to October!Linda wriggles about on the bed almost causing us to nearly spill coffee and nearly spilling her own cup of tea. Bemoaning having to work a late shift. As she did, her nightie rides up and I can see pink pouting pussy lips."You're looking at my fucking fanny, Alan! And you are too, Wyve!" she exclaims, using her nickname for Yvette."Hard not too, Lindy!" we chime almost in. Jesus Christ, she must be close to six feet tall and her body is absolutely perfect! Her huge tits have nipples that are poking through the fabric of her sheer blouse and her skirt must be the shortest one I have ever seen!I reach out my hand to shake hers, but she puts her arms around me and gives me the best kiss from a woman I have ever had in my life! After the kiss, I feel a little unsteady on my feet, but manage to lead her into the kitchen to make her a lemonade and vodka drink. I open. The taste was incredible, and she was startled at how good an ordinary piece of chocolate could be. The flavor burst into her mouth like fireworks. She chewed slowly to savor the taste as the directions had called for. The piece glided along her tongue like melting ice on a smooth, dry surface. The chocolate was by far the best Jenny had ever tasted in her life. The chocolate clung a little to the roof of her mouth, and her tongue was all too happy too pull the piece free and move it around.