Her nipples grew hard as she remembered what it was like; the taste of a man in her mouth, and the soft warmth deep in her body. Pulling up her shift,...she again slipped her fingers over her belly until they flowed over the patch of fur growing right above that special little place in her slit. Breathing more deeply, she opened her thighs, letting her knees part and fall away as her flower blossomed. She was as wet as the Nile, Tychos had said, and her fingers became slick as she explored her. Mike then apologized for the mistake, and I apologized for calling his room on accident in the first place. He said that he would make it up to me by buying me a drink. Since I now recognized him from the project, and he seemed like a nice and sincere man, I agreed to meet him in the hotel lounge in about 15 minutes. When we met in the lounge I confirmed that he was the same man I thought he was, and while we had several drinks, we had a nice conversation about the project. After I had. I was like confused and opened the door. She came in smiling and I offered her to sit and brought her some juice to drink. She was silent and I decided to break the silence. I asked her was there anything bothering her mind or does she need any help. She said she nothing, she felt odd when I gave her the clothes. I said what is there to feel odd. She said there were some of her inner garments and I laughed and said comm’on I keep on seeing inner wears often. She was shocked and asked how come I. In fact, she kind of hoped he was because then he could see her French undies and know she was not the sort of woman that skimped on something nice to cover her pretty pussy. She absent-mindedly tweaked her nipples just to get them to stand up firmer and noticed that the doctor was right on it like a bird-dog never missing a single trick. She would have to be careful with this one. He was the type to get her panties down just by suggesting the thought and letting her make the first move. She.