”Antonella ordered me to stand up, remove my shirt and lie down on the couch. She then slowly cuffed my hands to the arm of the couch slowly, pressi...g her gorgeous breasts and tight stomach against me, driving me wild again. She pulled up a chair next to me, and casually started stroking my chest and nipples as she spoke:“Yes, it was Marcello who got me into all that back then. Remember when Anya had that big party? I took a really long time getting ready and he acted all pissed off at me,. I had made my mind clear.Exactly 30 minutes from the time I received her message I tore a slip of paper, wrote the same joke on that paper, went to her and handed over it to her. She read the joke and looked at me totally confused. I smiled and she understood everything. Gradually the expressions of being confused to that of shock and then fear. Along with the expressions of fear her eyes got wet and filled with tears. A small droplet rolled from her eyes. With trembling lips she asked as what. "Turn around for me," she commanded. I felt her eyes fixated on my back, before I felt the soft touch of her hand, touching, then carressing, my bottom. After a few seconds, she took my hand, saying "I've been meaning to make a few suggestions on what you should wear in the shop." She led me from the room. "And you can put that thing away," she added, staring down at my rigid, and very proud, penis."I think the ladies would like to see a little more of you, if you know what I mean," she. The question was what to do with it.He thought of Janey, whom he'd been with last night; they'd had a fine evening, dinner and a show, and back to her place for a nightcap.Janey was a touch over five feet tall, and by this man's standards, she was wonderfully proportioned. She'd attained an extra layer or two of fat, and the man appreciated it, knowing it would serve her well if she ever went on that North Pole excursion, or was suddenly transferred to Alaska.As she'd undressed for him, he was.