‘Was I hot?’ Not for me to say really, but my statistics were communicated to the team. Long, flowing strawberry blonde hair, pale complexion, 34...25-35 and as cute as a button. Some of the guys have girlfriends, so they wanted to keep this in house, which was fine with me. I’m not ashamed of my little fetish, but it’s not something that I want making public either. I have a somewhat butter won't melt reputation at work. I'm a professional and do the whole business skirt and sharp blouse thing,. Well, right before the sale of the house was completed Melanie sent me my check. I was able to buy my motorhome, so I lived in that as I tried to decide what to do next. It was not the new one I had been planning on, but it was only a few years old. I also bought a trailer so I could take my Nissan with me. I sold almost all of my possessions, and loaded up the rest and hit the road.Sam and Kris both offered to take me in for a bit, but California was not where I felt like going for a while.. I was mesmerized. She pulled the finger out, slick with her juices and offered it to me.Her finger under my nose, she asked, 'Can you smell how excited I am?' I breathed in her womanly essence. I had never smelled anything like it before. It was sweet, musky, and it made my cock twitch. She pressed the finger to my lips.I opened up, letting her slide the digit against my tongue. It was sweet and tangy. I loved it. I sucked on her finger until it was clean. She asked if I wanted some more,. Thus, Jeanine and Phoebe were required to depart from their customary mode of dress.Jeanine was short, only five-foot-three, with short blonde hair in a pageboy cut, and in her early twenties. Presently she wore a black, knee-length, cotton blend dress, with plain black stockings and low-heeled pumps. The bodice had a conservative neckline, and she wore a white blouse underneath, with a small white apron. This looked differed from her usual attire only in its conservative nature, not in its.