"Can I help you?", I asked him."Sorry love, I'm looking for the loo", was his response."Its straight opposite", I remarked to him.It was at this point...I realized my legs were slightly splayed on the bed and my little school skirt had risen up slightly."Thanks love", was his response, his eyes fixed on my legs as he said so. He turned to make his way into the loo closing the door behind him.I decided to see if I could be a little bit naughty.I listened for the sound of the toilet flush, and once. .ooooohhh,’ as he did it again. She felt his hands at her waistband again, and this time she let him remove the rest of her clothing. ‘About damn time, brother,’ she moaned, and then screamed as she felt his tongue ride from the bottom of her slit to her clitoris. And back down. His tongue continued down her right thigh, away from her heat. She moaned, ‘Noooooo, please, back up, kiss my clit again.’ ‘In due time, little girl, in due time,’ she heard him say as he moved to her left knee and. Susan found herself reliving the entire day as she worked on her assignment. She particularly appreciated the welcomed diversion it provided whenever she thought of her husband. Despite all the recent changes in her life, she missed the husband she had loved and the relationship they seem to have lost. The fact that the bastard emailed her to tell her his business trip was extended for at least another week; and did not have the decency or desire to call her, did not make her think any better. I was there for you and you threw me away and only you know the reasons. However, it doesn't mean that I ever stopped loving or caring for you. You are still an attractive woman with a knock-out figure, a good head on your shoulders and apparently have a few bucks stashed away to get your life back on track. If you stood at that bar I can guarantee you that you would get more than a few come-ons within a few minutes. You can't be a blonde as you think; you have to know the difference between a.