As soon as I reached the bar she introduced herself – Sandy. Sandy was about in her mid-30s although she looked like she was younger. She had curly ...londe hair and nice long legs which you could see plenty of below her short tight blue skirt. She had small breasts which were being pushed up to show plenty of cleavage in her tight white top. "Would you like to dance," she said before I had a chance to offer her a drink. For the next 40 minutes we danced never taking our eyes off one another. My. He strolled casually towards me, as if what we were about to do was as normal as taking a walk in the park. It had always intrigued me as to how he was so laid-back about our work; as if I didn’t turn him on. If we were in a club and I had seduced him, this would be his ultimate fantasy. My breasts glistening with my own juices, sitting waiting for him to do with me as he wished. I had to admit it, I was jealous. I wanted him to see me and be so irrevocably turned on by me that he would have to. Without a word, Jen grabbed my hand and dragged me into her bedroom. I closed the door behind me, and as I turned around, I was driven back into the door. Jen charged at me, her lips mashing with mine. I could feel her tongue exploring my mouth. The passion started to get too much for me, and I ripped her shirt off of her, and let it in shreds on the floor. She pulled away slightly, and I got my first unimpeded view of her breasts. They rose and fell rapidly with her breathing. Her nipples were. "Sitdown like a lady Marissa" she said "keep your knees together and swingboth legs in at the same time" she continued as she watched me get intothe car. She made me smooth my dress and coat down while I kept myknees together then after buckling my seat belt she had me hold mylittle white purse in my lap while she closed the door and went aroundto the driver's door. In moments she was looking through her purse forthe car keys and soon we were pulling out of the driveway and were onour way.