"I adore you in that little black skirt with the creases in, it looks so very tempting." Then do be tempted" I said not believing I'd said that to a c...mplete stranger, because that is what he was and yet it seemed I had known him for ages.We were soon into a room, he grasping my hand and pulling me in, closing the door behind and then he had me in his arms and I was feeling the heat of him, as his hands grasped together behind my waist as he gave me another of those so divine deep French kisses. Her auburn hair was in a bun on top of her head with strands sticking out all over the place, and she had no makeup on. She also seemed nervous. She did have a melodious voice and a cute nose, though. Just to be sure that she was who CarQwik said she was I checked her license. Two things stood out. She was thirty seven, although even given her basically disheveled appearance she looked less than thirty. For eye color it listed “DIC.” I looked at her eyes – they were green. “Say, Julie, why is. I compose this Story from the memory of my first hand experience at a male only Bath house. I am a male in his prime. Though I am not very tall I am very confident in myself. Well at least confident enough to not get in my own way too much. I have a wife who I love very much. And to be blunt and vulgar, I enjoyed her pussy and mouth pretty regularly. However lately I have been craving sme fat cock so I decided to take a quick trip out of town to the nearest mailman house. I’ve been looking. Valerie’s dress fit her like a glove, and I suddenly saw that she had the same hour glass shape that I saw in some of the pictures of naked women in my collection.She wasn’t naked, of course, but my eyes went to her chest anyway. The neck of the dress was what I think they call a scoop. It was rounded and went down and back up, exposing maybe three or four inches of cleavage. It wasn’t as much as her halter tops exposed, but somehow it looked just as alluring. She had a cream colored clutch.