I dried my hands and picked up the telephone."Hello," I said.It was Mike. "Boss Man, Bill called and she agreed to meet him at the Airport Hilton Rest...urant at 7:00 PM. It doesn't sound good. She refused to meet at first, but he absolutely insisted and told her she would regret it if she didn't show. Sounded like a threat to me. Can you shake loose?" Not unless I can get a baby sitter," I said."I'll send Sharon right over. She was going to follow Colleen, but since she is meeting Bill at the. That she was a musician was something she had not talked about that night. Being a musician himself, he was extremely turned on by this. They made their way to her bedroom where they started kissing passionately and groping eachother. He could feel her soft breasts filling the palms of his hands and her nipples almost poking holes in them. All the while, their tongues explored each others mouths, slipping and sliding around swapping spit. His heart was pounding so hard in his chest, and all. My cock pressed against her stomach. Her small breasts were pressed into my chest. She pushed back and broke our kiss. “Are you going to show me to our bedroom?” I smiled and took her hand to lead her to my bedroom. Unlike the common assumption of bachelors, my house was clean. Everything was organized and in its place. So when we entered my, our, bedroom, the bed was made and there was no clutter. I walked to the bed, pulled the covers back and she climbed on, turning onto her back. She. That now familiar musk filled my nostrils, instantly making me hard. I watched her breasts rise and fall for what seemed like hours, imagined kissing her full, sexy lips, fantasised about resting my hard cock on them.She got up at 8am to me vocalising my discomfort on the floor, jokingly accusing her of abusing a younger brother who she was charged with looking after. “Good morning to you too,” she yawned, brushing her silky hair from her face, “I slept like a log.” She whipped the quilt off,.