"What?" she asked, turning to me. "Don't you like my naked body?" she inquired, shaking around somewhat.I turned to her too and scanned her body from ...op to bottom. "You have nice proportional tits, a flat stomach, skinny legs, a cute face, lovely blonde curly hair and to top it all off, a sexy landing strip. Yes, I like your nude figure, but I'm not a lesbian. I swear, I think you are trying to bring me to my knees to your mercy," I pointed out, shaking my head. "You are like a sexual ghost. "Tell me more. I need to know the secret."Juan saw other guests looking at them strangely. "Perhaps we could meet at a different time? When we have privacy." Yes, yes," Desi said quickly. The thought of being wrinkle-free captured her imagination. "Can you come here tomorrow? My husband is gone at nine am, and the housekeeper is off tomorrow." I am working tomorrow, and it would mean missing my wages." Juan looked into her desperate crystal blue eyes. "Maybe it is not such a good idea to be. That night there was a knock on my door so I opened it and there she was. I invited her in and took her upstairs into my bedroom. Just before she came I had put up some posters of girls on my bedroom walls hoping to start off a conversation in the direction of sex, and it worked a treat.“Do you like looking at naked girls” she asked.“Only when they are pretty: like you.”She turned her head and looked at me, I thought I had blown it but then she turned to me and said:“Would you like to see me. My slender thighs spread, one leg hooked over the arm of my office chair, my skirt hiked up around my waist. Would I let him watch me as I spread my pussy open and fingered my clit while moaning and whimpering at the delicious naughty things my girlfriend whispered in my ear? Another thrill of excitement rushed through me, causing my body to tremble as my fingers continued to explore. I pulled the wet crotch of my panties to the side, feeling the cool office air against my wet lips. Slowly I.