After a couple more bourbons he told me the story that was on his mind. Strangers in bars often share personal stories about things that trouble them,...things they would never discuss with family or friends. He told me that he was married for five years and still madly in love with his wife, but that he had to work some things out in his mind. He spoke about finding something out that rocked him to his core. He told me that his wife had gone out last week with her girlfriends and didn’t get home. "I'll bet your breasts are beautiful." "They're kinda small, not like yours." The blonde stopped unbuttoning at her words. "Maybe she doesn't want me to," she thought. "Go ahead. Please . I do want you to touch me," the brunette whispered. Michele gently finished with the buttons, then slowly pulled the tails from under Barbara's belt, drawing the blouse open, unveiling the treasures beneath. Barbara was wearing a shimmering light blue, lightly padded bra. Michele reached behind Barbara,. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."She said, "No problem." Are you okay?" I asked."I'm fine, what about you?"I told her yes but I think she kicked me in the shin and it was hurting a little. I've seen her on the trail before. Brunette with a short haircut. She probably stood about 5'6 maybe 5'7 and weight around 130-135. She had a cute face and her green eyes were beautiful. She had a nice tight body, defined abs and nice firm looking legs. This girl was no couch potato.I introduced myself,. "Come over here and strip," said the woman, not moving from her chair.Trembling with fear, her arousal beginning to climb to its former heights, Kara walked over to the woman. She couldn't see her very well, and she herself was only dimly illuminated by the candle light. With trembling hands, she unzipped her jacket and looked around for a place to put it."Fold your clothes, and put them on the corner of the rug."The girl shrugged and began to follow the order. She'd come dressed in what she'd.