" Nancy had just stepped into the kitchen. She was fully dressed, and looking very slim and elegant in her boots and rain coat."More champagne, Nan?" ... slid out of the breakfast nook and stood up."No, thank you. I've got a lot of things to do today. Tomorrow is Monday, another working day."She was looking at me. With the dark blue eyes and the jet black hair framing her face, she was truly very lovely. I'd loved her because of that, once. Maybe I still did. No, she was only a very good friend.. ‘Alright, Cindy, let’s try a different question. How did you hear about our little … opening here?’ ‘I saw it in a magazine,’ Cindy answered. ‘Which one? I put the ad in three, plus on a couple internet sites.’ ‘It was called ‘Velvet Chains,’ Cindy answered quietly. ‘Do you read that particular publication often?’ ‘No, ma’am. I’d never heard of it before. I didn’t even know there WERE such magazines!’ Cindy paused and took a breath. ‘There were five of us, up in a hotel room in Toledo. We were. I was enjoying this. I nibbled a bit at it and he let out a soft moan. "If you keep this up, I won't be able to focus on the road much longer," he said smiling at me. At that moment I realized that I had no idea where we were. We were on some dirt road in the middle of nowhere, but I was okay with it. I started kissing his neck again and my hand moved down his back. His whole body tensed up right away as I softly scratched my nails across his back. "THAT'S IT! I can't take this anymore," he. Her panties were surprisingly moist. I figured it must be from the combination of her excitement early in the evening and all the dancing she did when I was away. ‘Wow, you’re all wet, you sure you’re not horny?’ ‘No, baby,’ Wendy whispered softly, her eyes still closed, ‘I was . . .earlier, but not any more,’ as her voice trailed off in a very satisfied tone. Wendy moved my hand away from her panties and motioned me to roll over facing away from her. She then snuggled up behind me and placed.