I want to enjoy you." he said, flipping me over on the bed and climbing on top of me. He began to kiss my chest and then worked his way to my neck, ge...tly nipping the skin as he went. Every little nibble sent electric shocks all throughout my body, making me squirm and moan, aching to be touched all over. He then grabbed something from the bedside, then held it in front of my nose so I could see. "I want to make you come for me. I want to be the first and only man who ever made you come." he. I sighed and ran my fingers through my long blonde hair. I turned and walked into my large master bedroom. The cream walls shouted ‘newly weds’ to me and the bed screamed ‘fun alone time’ from the mass of duvets in the center of the bed. I slipped out of my towel and allowed it to drop to the floor not bothering to pick it up. I walked towards my mirrored wardrobe, my naked reflection greeting me with a sexy grin. I pulled a stupid face and then opened one of the doors. I slid my hand over the. Much to Jim's delight, the dress code at the law firm required ladies to wearing business suits with skirts and/or dresses. The other ladies working there (mostly secretaries and other paralegals) were mostly in their 20's, and wore very short skirts, nylons, and high heels to work. Laura had to go buy more clothing to expand her wardrobe along with a good supply of pantyhose and new high heels. Jim loved to see Laura after work, watch her slip off her high heels and he would rub and kiss her. They grew with the touch of her fingers brushing across them and Missy and the other in the mirror lingered there, touching lightly. This sensation sent shivers down her spine ending in her sex. Her dark nipples grew hard like pits in a peach and she brushed fingers around them slowly. Missy giggled at the other thinking that she was so fucking hot she could see why boys waited for her at school and girls whispered behind her back. Missy didn’t think this was odd. She wasn’t trying to be stuck.