When all the other fans - the ones with passes had gone, it was just the two of them. Jessie would invite her to open the bottle of Champagne on her d...essing table and then pour it down her front. Judy imagined the frothing wine soaking her wet through. She would help Jessie out of her suit. First her perfect, soft breasts; then her toned stomach. Finally her cat suit peeled off, revealing her beautiful little triangle. Those gorgeous dark hairs, her pubes drenched by the champagne and her. I felt my heart pound when she did that. ‘Me too…’ I said and immediately scolded myself for sounding stupid. ‘I brought dinner. It’s not much, but…I hope you like it.’ ‘I’m sure I will.’ Dinner was quiet. Our eyes kept dancing from the food to each other and whenever they made contact we would both either blush or giggle. It was almost as if I was a teenager again. I kept thinking to myself: Don’t mess up. Don’t push her. Don’t do the wrong thing. Don’t fall for this girl on the first date.. "Your booty is tremendous," Richard said as he gazed at her behind.Simone bent over further and gave a perfect view of her small asshole."In," she persuaded."Are you fucking k**ding? Is this happening? I have never done anal," Richard said, her offer stunning him.Richard's penis became turgid at the thought of experiencing her taboo orifice. The dark skinned butt was beckoning him to enter it. Richard pressed his head to his boss's small opening."Normal penises can't even reach my asshole. My. “Ian’s flirting with someone, is he?”“Flirting? He’s more than flirting. You should know. She’s your wife.”“Hold on there, Sue is just enjoying the party. You don’t have the right to make accusations against her like that.”“Look, Goyse. You’re a good bloke. She doesn’t deserve someone like you. Anyone else would have dumped her years ago. Take a good look at where she is standing and who is behind her.”“It’s Ian. What’s wrong with that?”“Where are his hands? Where are her hands?”“Well, I can’t.