I ran a new razor over my body to make myself silky smooth and I follow up with a nice layer of lotion. Then sat down and apply my makeup and spray a ...ittle Happy perfume along my neck and body. Next I picked out a cute pair of black cheeky panties, a slinky short black dress with shoulder straps down to my caramel shapely thighs. I love this dress because it makes my chubby ass look so cute! My curly jet-black hair was down to my shoulders, and my dangly earrings with the black choker necklace. In fact she was pissed, but far too nice a lady to let on. At first I figured her for a stuck up bitch. She was icily formal when we were alone. She volunteered nothing but did give me complete answers when I asked the right questions. For the first few days we sat through endless meetings. I filled my computer with megabytes of notes and was starting to get a picture of what her company wanted.Gradually I came to rely on Carrie, and she thawed when she realized I truly wanted her to tell me. “My you are getting to be a big boy, you are a man”, as she rubbed her ass against it and pulled my lund tightly to it. “What are you thinking about that makes you like this?” She asked, while reaching backward into my shorts.” Nothing, Mami”, I said, and she laughed, replying “This is much more than nothing.” Pulling it out of my shorts, she rubbed and rubbed my lund until it was incredibly stiff again, looking back at it and then me and smiling. “I think we had better take advantage of this. I certainly wouldn’t mind.” “Good!” she said, “’cause I sure want to do it with you. Now, let me show the two of you how it is done,” she said. The next thing Evan knew, Janice’ lips were pressed to his. Her mouth was open and her tongue flicked at his closed lips. She drew back a few millimeters and whispered fiercely, “Open up, damn it, and kiss me properly.” The kiss lasted no longer than ten seconds. The kissing, actually. As she drew away, Janice planted three little kisses on his lips..