One of his hands touched my shoulders, and I almost melted. He gently removed my sundress, leaving me standing in just my bikini. “I almost hat... to take this off you, because you look so good,” he said. But he slowly, seductively, removed my bikini top, pausing to kiss my neck and shoulders, then circling his tongue around my nipples. Then he kissed my tummy, and undid the side strings of my bikini bottom. He smiled when he saw my pretty, new Brazilian-waxed pussy. I arched my. When he had nervously called her cell late Sunday evening he had been surprised to be answered at all after having been told so forcefully to leave only a few hours before. Greeted by the single word "Hello." he had had no idea what to say next and staggered into a request that seemed foolish except that the answer, again one word: "Yes." So he drove over to Jennifer's hoping Susan herself would open the door but unsurprised when it was Jen. It had been a surprise though when she winked and. We kissed she had undone my jeans, dropping the her knees kissing and licking head of my cock, taking it in her mouth sucking it deeper grasping my balls and squeezing softly rolling them between her finger. I sat down on the edge of the bed pulling her up on top of me kissing and Sheryl now sitting on my lap kissing and caressing her breasts nibbling on her hard nipples, she reached down grabbing my cock guiding the head in her pussy, raising her hips and pushing down my cock going deeper felt. At lunch I would head out to the local mall (lots of benches for weary shoppers to rest on), restaurants, or once even a bowling alley (I don't know why, because I haven't bowled in years.) I would take an hour-more or less-to get off and then go back to work in my mellow afterglow. After three years in that job, I took another computer job with a manufacturer, and that required a bit of travel. I spread my repertoire to other cities, masturbating in different restaurants, airports, etc. While.