No panties, allowing me a look at the neatly trimmed pussy between her thighs. This is a Lady who has gone to no small amount of trouble in the precis...onal care of her appearance. As she walks across the wooden part of the floor, I can hear the sharp staccatto sound of the extremely high black heels she is teetering on. "Fuck this for a lark", she says, as she vehemently kicks off the heels and they hit the far wall of the room. "It may be your birthday but I'm not fuckin' breaking my neck for. Yeah, I am.”“Good!” Renée giggled. I tried to gauge the room but she grabbed my face. “This is one of those times where eye contact and focus on one thing is good.” She took a bit of a breath and lowered herself. Miss. “Dammit!” She giggled nervously.I looked over her from her small waist, big tits, bright smile, shortish hair, and fuck-me eyes. She squealed as Zoë grabbed her ass cheeks and kept Renée pushed forward enough that I felt the warm wetness of her sex.“One, two, three,” She hyped. Melody's attitude completely changed the moment we got to the pub. We caught sight of our friends, who had already snagged a booth, and with a bubbly smile Melody scampered over. "Hey guys!" Gawd, I hate Mondays..." Frank, the draftsman, sighed immediately as he nursed his beer and sank lower into his seat."You say that every week," Erica, the admin, scoffed."Enjoy these Mondays while you can, Frank," Melody warned. "Once this Kwong project gets rolling you're going to have more work than you. Just be safe... especially in my car!"They both laughed.Breakfast consumed, Mia closed the dishwasher and headed back upstairsto shower, just as her brother was leaving the bathroom. "You're uppretty fuckin' early," she taunted. "Wrong," replied Chris. "I'm stillawake from last night. I can't make myself go to sleep." A naturalstrategist, equally adept at chess and poker, Mia saw an opportunity forrevenge. "Mom's gonna be upset if she comes home and you haven't sleptat all. If you don't have.