"Hey again," Autumn greeted."I hope I didn't keep you long," Don asked."No," Autumn replied, "I just sat down three minutes before you got here." That...s a relief. Wouldn't want to make a pretty lady wait." Wow that is corny," Autumn laughed giving Don a wink of approval."Sometimes corny works." It often does, I will admit. Nothing like a guy who holds the car door open for a woman. I laugh each time, because it is so chauvinistic." How so?" Don questioned."Well there are certain things in life. I felt positive and thought dat she is willing to give in too.. I would try to wear a little transparent tops to catch her attention n she would stare at my bra contours the way dey looked thru the fabric. I enjoyed those sweet nothings and it would make me feel high. Thinking of her body and her words dat nothings personal between us made me imagine her in my arms and I would masturbate at times. On one summer weekend we decided to go to the pool to swim. This was a perfect opportunity to show. Where was that guy, he thought, glancing at his watch for at least the hundredth time. Just like a cop, never around when you needed him--probably he was out peeking into toilet stalls at the MacArthur Park John.Tim looked in the mirror behind the bar, saw a short, stocky red-haired man in a business suit standing by the doorway, peering around the room. Tim waited until the man caught his eyes in the mirror, then slowly nodded his head. The man walked over to the bar, sat down on the stool. Wide smile. Deep blue eyes. Pouty, full lips painted bright cherry red. Spectacular body. Busty. Leggy. 5’10” tall. 38DD-24-38. Big braless breasts swinging and bouncing as she walked. Thick, wavy, platinum blonde hair. Like Marilyn Monroe. Wearing a bright red, stretch lycra, micro minidress with a deep V-neckline, spaghetti straps, and a plunging open back. So short that it barely covered her tight buns in back and her red G-string in front. So tight that it stretched around her full hips and.