She’d always been a flirty girl, but she had dated a friend of ours, and consequently for a long time she was just seen as a friend who hung out wit... the guys, regardless of her undeniable sexuality. But enough time had now passed since their relationship ended (poorly). If she showed skin, I was sure most of the guys would look, and I think she knew that.As the evening progressed, somehow the conversation got steered towards the ability of the guys in the group to unhook a bra one handed, and. After she got my permission, Theresa came clean with her assistant about her relationship with me.Claire understood my appeal and allure, but did not approve. She felt that Theresa should cut it off while I was gone. Theresa said that she wanted to, but she couldn't. She was too addicted to my cock.The last e-mail I got from Theresa, before I left Japan, included a rather ominous note at the end. "Please hurry home. I need to talk to you."I had intended for us to stop in Honolulu for a couple. I kissed him back. He wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly as we continued to make out in the deep end of the pool. I felt the shaft of his dick slid up between my ass cheeks as I slid further down onto his waist. I clenched my ass squeezing his thick black cock between my firm buttocks. He kissed me deeply as he started pumping his dick sliding it back and forth between my ass cheeks. My pussy started to quiver as I felt the shaft of his thick black cock sliding across my swollen. "Good, I'm glad you agree that we should not let Marci know that we're in touch again," she said, sounding a bit stressed."Char, I'm really glad to hear from you, but you sound a bit nervous, is everything okay?" I asked."I guess so, I'm just hoping that you think about what I have to say, and don't laugh at me or, for crimminy's sake, tell Marci I called you," she kind of stammered."I am very interested to hear what you have to say, I would never laugh at you, and I absolutely promise that I.