“What the hell is it rubbing me for?”“I do believe it’s called foreplay.” Jeanie said with a laugh.“Oh my God!” Susan cried as she clasp...d both hands over her vagina. “I’m a virgin! I was saving myself for my wedding night!”“It’s a good thing it doesn’t have ears. It would have cut the foreplay short if it heard that!”Another thought entered Susan’s panic filled mind. “The balls! You gave me balls!”“I was wondering when you’d think of that. As I said, I never take half measures. You have a high. "A real rat race. The customer that I'd been working with came in and didn't like anything that we had put together for him."I smiled at her and said, "Would that by chance be the man you went to the Marriott with today?"I saw her face lose a little color, but she was quick on her feet, "Yes, he took me to lunch there."I smiled again, "I wish I could get me a customer or two who would buy me champagne."Now there was alarm on her face, "What do you mean?"In a very stern voice I said, "You know. Both tired we laid in each other’s arm nude for another 15mins. Then she asked me get cleaned up. I went to bathroom and she followed me after cleaning her bed. She came naked to the bathroom and when I turned after cleaning my tool, my eyes were straight on her boobs and she was so close that my dick was touching her pussy. I hugged her , she asked me to leave. when asked why she told that my dick is hurting her pussy and she does not want my dick in her pussy. I took some more courage lifted. ‘That’s a great idea!’ I smiled, as the cogs and gears in my mind began to formulate a plan. ‘What’s that?’ Michael said as he led me through the short walkway that separated our buildings. It was dark there as the street lights were either on the parking lot or the pool. The designers had apparently thought to make this a green pathway to the pool from the nearby buildings, but no one ever really used it, and it was mostly dirt as the grass did not get enough sun to grow. The kids occasionally.