He lifted the soft woolen blanket from the back and reached around to undo my belt and button on my denims, easing my zipper all the way down, he inse...ted his hand and felt my tummy.It was warm to the touch and he soothed it along its length, stopping occasionally to probe a finger, feeling for tautness and any discomforture, I may feel with his probing, to which I would reply, 'No'.He eased my top up to my brassiere and ran his fingers along the ridges created by my tight fitting denims, 'You. Jenna looked over the documents in the envelope carefully, using a jeweler?sloupe in some instances, before dropping them to the table and saying,?Excellent work as always, Arturo. Thank you very much.?He decided against trying to make any romantic sorties with JennaHawthorne ? he?d both heard of her reputation as a man-eater and also hadseen with his own eyes the passionate kisses she?d exchanged with Heather,the buxom blonde who shared her apartment.She passed over a thick envelope of her. You come home apparently mad at one another — What's going on, anyway?" Well, a couple of days ago ... no -- it all started ... crap ... Mom, did you have any of your brothers in the same school as you at the same time?" As a matter of fact, your Uncle Rob, two years older than me, was a junior at the same time I was a freshman. Why do you ask?"I got a bottled water from the fridge, opened it and sat down. "Mom, if this too personal, ignore it, but did you and Rob ever ... were you and he .... It was black, and as sheer as a pair of stockings.It covered Lisa from the tip of her toes all the way up to her slenderneck. On the front of the catsuit, in a deep Burgundy color, was a 'V'of satin that went from her shoulders, over her breasts, and then downbetween her legs. I have to say it but, in that outfit, Lisa lookedevery inch the goddess she was to me. It clung to her body like a secondskin and, just like her own flesh, it was smooth and flawless."You look beautiful mistress," I said.