"What do you have?" I let my voice come from down deep, sounding masculine."You name it," she said in a way that I knew she didn't imply a prepared de...ert especially the tantalizing way the words rolled slowly from her lips as she gave a quick twist to her shoulders throwing her breast out suggestively.I looked at her and smiled. "I name it?" You name it!" She was leaving nothing to my imagination as she slowly let her hands trail softly over her breasts, giving each a slight squeeze, and. She placed her hand gently on the stiffening bulge inside my pants. “I think you need to adjust down there,” she whispered, tapping with her fingers to indicate where. “Go ahead. I don’t mind.”In a state of shock, I slipped my hands into my pants to shift positions to relieve the discomfort. I felt a little droplet from the stimulation. “I barely know you,” I protested.Crissy smiled, pulling me closer, so her flat chest pressed into me. “Isn’t it better like that? You get to know someone, all. “Pussy? Call it what it is. It’s my cunt”, she whispered. She trumped me. I moved my finger down to the lips of her cunt, rubbing them gently, making no effort to enter. The plump outer lips were soft. I rubbed with a circular motion. She spread her legs in invitation. I accepted and slid my index finger into the soft, warm moistness of her cunt. But I couldn’t reach her clit from this position. I slid her dress down over her legs, but left the underpants in place. I turned her toward the full. ?Kate had asked Gid over lunch whether there were any romantic prospects in his life. "You know, I know you must be lonely, Gideon, are you dating, or are you just stitting at home reading detective novels and trotting off to the Camera Club and the Opera Society twice a week?" Kate's slight white hand with her red nails had reached over and touched Gid's and he'd blushed.?"It's been difficult since Monique died, Kate. I-I guess I've not gotten out as much as I'd like, you know. I have a few.