I worked second shift so I could pick her up after work when the restaurant closed at 2AM.That’s some background for this story. Now I’ll tell wha... happened at our celebration.When we first got in our room and I opened the champagne I’d brought, she wanted us to be naked. That was fine with me. We sipped our first toast and she dripped a little on my pecker which was already rising in anticipation of some action. Her mouth was chilled from the bubbly and felt neat on my cockhead.She was already. Sarah and Elizabeth had made all of the arrangements for the launch — some of which had been particularly tricky. For example, as Commander-in-Chief, Ben would dedicate the ship and give her a name. As the pilot, he would also need to be onboard to fly the ship.Elise helped with that, letting Sarah know that she should inform everyone that prototype one had tele-port facilities and that they would be used to beam Ben onboard at the vital moment."Who installed tele-port technology?" asked. When the bill came, and I got the slip back, she said, “Remember to make the tip twenty-five percent. I don’t want you to embarrass me in front of my friends.”“OK,” I mumbled as I noted how close to maximum my bill would be for the month.***When we got back to her apartment, Marti seemed to be in a very good mood. She invited me in and said that perhaps I would want some desert. I wasn’t sure what she meant until she came back out of the kitchen wearing a very short, almost transparent, black. " Ah, cher'... we drink these for breakfast on Maison Cadeaux. It is a tradition. Before, during and after our morning toilette. You must not be from around here. " Actually, I'm from Denver. Read about this place... wanted...um...what are you doing?"Simone slipped the gown from her shoulders, letting it puddle to the floor. She stood in front of him confidently, a slight touch of coyness added for his enjoyment. Her skin warmed under his stare. She hoped his morals would not stop him from.