"It's me, I came last Sunday. I'm David, remember?" I told her hopingit would jog her memory."Oh my, it is you. I am so sorry, I didn't recognize you,... sheapologized and looked me up and down while smiling. "Hmm, I wasright, you are very handsome, David." Thank you, you look very nice tonight, too. I like your top." I feltit was necessary to comment on her top. It was gorgeous on her, shortsleeved, shirt pink and yellow in colors that brought out her greatcompletion. "It really suits your. She said not to worry and she appreciated my concern. I have noticed Trish in the office as she is the person that handled our Accts Payable and she would occasionally ask me about the invoices i had approved. Oh and she is a very attractive Red head. I asked why she did this in the parking lot and she said she didn't like doing it in the restroom. As time went on i would make a point to catch a glimpse of her in her car fantasizing about my mouth being her breast pump. Our relationship. To his pleasure, she had on her robe with nothing underneath. He found her little slit, and true to her word, it was completely bald. Her lips were wet and slick so he slipped a finger between them. She clung to him and rotated her hips against his finger. Her pussy clinched down on his finger and tried to suck him in deeper. He loved the little eccentric circles she could move her hips in and told her so.“Jake honey, I can move these hips in ways you can’t imagine. I have been practicing. I wasn't queer. I knew that, so why was I so tempted? "We'd better not," I said; then to soothe the rejection, I added, "But I don't guess it would matter if we just felt of breasts." Okay, looking back, it's hard to follow the logic of that, but to an inexperienced eighteen year-old simpleton from the country it made perfect sense."Okay," agreed Susan, "Want me to go first?" I whispered, "Sure," even though I wasn't sure that she meant first to feel, or first to get felt. But I understood.