He ran a hand up to my face, and ran the back of his hands across my cheek and I turn and nuzzle it like a kitten. “So beautiful baby”, he breathe..., “so soft… so smooth…” he brushed the hair off my neck ad kissed it, slowly stoking the fire in my body and my hips start to slowly grind in response. One of his hands slid down and squeezed my breast and pinched my nipple. I groan in response and I felt his cock at my pussy, already wet and waiting. In one slow, unhurried move, he slid his hands. I decided to go buy a new game, figuring that the chick I always flirt with would be working. She was a hot lady long brown hair, brown eyes, she stood at about 5'7 about an inch shorter then me. We had come to an unspoken understanding, I flirt with her and put a smile on her face and I get whatever I want. This came in handy especially when I wanted a new game system. I just traded in the old one for twice the profit I should have gotten. This seemed like a great deal for both of us, she got. I'd tried it on a couple of times before but thiswas going to be the first time I'd ever worn it and pretend to be amajorette! I pulled on a pair of tan stockings that were sheer to thewaist; I didn't want to wear the usual ones since the dark section atthe top of the leg would show when my skirt flipped around. I slipped onthe white boots, put on a little more lipstick and eye shadow like Jennyalways did when she was going to be in a parade, grabbed a baton I'dborrowed from her and headed to. “I’m not about to insist you do that.” “Do you think we could? I mean, do you think we could find another lover for me?” “I have no doubt, my darling. But we got lucky with Julian.” “As long as whoever it is doesn’t humiliate you.” “So I should book the flight?” “You already have the suite, right? The kids will be gone.” She left the suggestion hanging. “All right,” he chuckled. “Finding someone who will work with us is half the fun.” Karla chose cardinal red for her evening out. The dress.