"Are we getting high?" she asked. I smiled. "Yeah." She smiled. She picked up her phone and turned away. Her thong and red bottoms of her heels taunte... me. My hands found her hips and I ground my now hard cock against her ass. "You want more than one guy?" She glanced over her shoulder at me, her mouth open but smiling. "Yeah." Now I was hard. I reached around and felt her pussy... her satin panties were almost dripping they were so wet. I could smell her sex. "It will be a minute..." she. She glared at me, placed her hands on my desk, leaned towards me and snarled, "My address is written on that paper. If you got the balls, show me how much you hate me. Tonight, eight o'clock, prick." I grinned to myself as I watched her turn and leave my office. ~ I knocked on Amber's apartment door, precisely at eight o'clock. Amber answered the door wearing only a towel neatly wrapped and tucked around her hair. She was fresh from the bath and perfumed with an intoxicating, subtle, exotic. From below it he kept an eye on the shadows until he could be sure she was at the far side of the room, then he would raise his head just over the sill and see just what she was doing. That moment came, and as he craned his head upwards and his eyes rose over the level of the window base, he could see Amy taking clothes from her bed, folding them and placing them carefully in her wardrobe.He watched her intently, his eyes following her form around the room, never missing a beat, when a. I found David, the older brother of a friendof mine. I live with my husband and daughters inNorthern Georgia; David lives in North Carolina andloves camping in the mountains. Actually, it started quite by accident. David hadstopped by to visit and my husband and I invited him tostay for dinner. Afterwards, my husband starteddrinking too much and by ten o’clock he was so wasted Iput him to bed. David and I sat up, talking about theold neighborhood and our respective careers until.