“Come into the bedroom and you can see for yourself.”My first impression of Sandra in the softly lit bedroom is one of a tall blonde, a full size ...welve with an awesome, well-proportioned body with very good long legs. “Get naked for us, show us what you have for us,” she challenges.Always the exhibitionist, I am happy to comply. As I step out of my loafers she removes my shirt, trousers and then my black briefs, revealing my full on erection hanging out of my close fitting black jock strap. It. “Hi, I’m Brent.”Brent was Emma’s height, looked to be in his late twenties, and was somewhat plain but otherwise good looking. Not overly rugged, but fit. He had glasses and short brown hair. Oh, and a wedding ring, she noted.“So what’s this little guy’s name?” Emma said, bending down to pet the pug.“Bruiser,” Brent answered with a laugh.“For real?” Emma asked, looking up.“For real,” he answered. “I’m a big fan of irony.”“Well, then ‘Hello, Bruiser’,” she said rubbing his back. He turned away. My body pulls back a little, allowing my hands to slide under your blouse, loosening the fabric, and beginning to slide it up and through our uncontrolled kiss. Our lips separate just long enough to allow the fabric to pass up and over your head, and they immediately return to a dance of crazed lips and tongue, sliding together both wet and heated. My hand slides up and down your body, wanting to feel skin. A quick flick and snap of your bra, and your breasts are exposed to the cool air,. After that we started talking over phone as talking in office was not possible due to different departments. We started talking to each other and we both were in love with each other. She used to get wet while talking to me. One fine day she was feeling very uneasy so I decided to drop her home and we reached her home and then we kissed each other she was such a passionate kisser I just loved it. It was the first time that we kissed each other.One fine day she was feeling very horny and I.