Exactly as the imaginary her in his fantasy did.She was on her feet in no time. Grabbing her keys, she popped into the hall and knocked at his door.Fr...ntic sounds came from within, where she knew him to be hiding his masturbation reading material. He tried to keep the sexual images in his mind though. Obviously intending to return to the activity once whoever was at the door left."Hello?," he said, opening the door, "Oh yes. Hello Mary. What can I do for you?" He was dressed only in cutoff. Jim poured the drinks and they looked like huge measures to me but we sat and chatted for another hour. I noticed Dave was looking at my legs and when I glanced down I realised that my dress had ridden up until the tops of my stay ups were showing. Jim was sitting next to me and I felt his hand on my thigh. I told him to stop and said that I was not interested, that I was married. He just ignored me and pulled my face to his and began kissing me, deeply. As he pushed up to me I could feel this. Her nose was fine, her chin daintily formed, her cheekbones high. But her mouth was a sight to behold. The soft, ripe lips were full and beautifully formed. They were almost a natural red in color. Her tongue was a soft pink. In short, her mouth was an incitement that any man, woman or child would gladly accept. It gave her the appearance of a young girl who felt comfortable and natural with her face buried between another persons legs. Her fine body was taut and firm. Her skin was golden,. Arms like tree trunks, and a rock hard belly. His grey uniform fit like it was hand tailored, not a ripple anywhere, his shiny, black leather, knee-high boots set off the black leather motorcycle jacket that he wore with his name and shield so prominent. I figured him to be a few years younger then I am, and apparently not married. "Now, that’s a man," I thought to myself. I felt the long-lost tingle starting to grow between my legs. I felt instantly at ease. I blurted out my entire life story,.