"What are you doing after you've taken Larry back this evening?" Dorothy asked him."Bread and cheese and an early night." Crossword?" Probably." Come ...nd have supper with me. Bring your crossword and we'll do it in parallel." Are you sure?" Very." You're on. I'd love to."That evening was the turning point. They ended up in bed together. Both had to be up and away early the next morning so they were unable to explore their attraction to each other anymore.Arthur rang Dorothy the following. She chose the second and i could see that he spirit was breaking by the second. She knew she had no where to go… no one to call to… and no way to stop what was about to happen. I brought my fingers to her pussy lips and rubbed the outside, tracing its curves with my finger. I brought my finger to the top of her slit and put down just enough pressure that was my finger began to slid down, in parted her pussy lips and went inside them. I heard her gasp and I reached her opening. I teased her. Her tongue was as sweet as a honeyed strawberry, and I savoured every minute it was in my mouth."Do you think you could find this room again? If you get lost ask any of the servants for Madame Veronique Dyer's room, they all know it well. Her room is the one next to mine."We shared a last swift kiss, and returned upstairs.When I re-joined Billy Bassett in the ball room he made no comment, either on my absence or my rather flushed countenance. There was a stage at the far end of the ballroom,. She was completely shaved. Her hands were on each side of my face, as I kissed the smooth, shaved skin above her vagina. I laid back, she grabbed the front of my boxers, and tugged them down. She kissed the base of my penis. My pubic hair was neatly trimmed, and shaven. I was semi-hard. I had imagined getting a blowjob from her for years, but now that I was on the brink of javing my dream come true, I didn’t want it any longer. I wanted to have sex with her. To so her how much I care about her..