I'd hoped one day to be close to her.Anyhow back to that scrumptious 5' 2" body with Jamaican features and dark cocoa skin and wow did those luscious ...ips look good and able to please a man's hard-on like a good little woman. I'll skip over the times we spent getting to know each other; it's all a prelude to the fun times we crave right?Anita was a 27-year old single mom when I met her (no surprise there; I couldn't imagine a guy not wanting to breed with a chick this naturally gifted w/o. It's perfect.Beating the dust off with my riding gloves, I drop my pants and deciding it would be fun to be naked out here, I lose the t-shirt and bra too.I lay back on the table, oh its cold against my hot back, making me shiver all over, my nipples get hard from the chill inside the building.I pull my feet up and prop them up on the table, opening my legs wide, mmmm my pussy is wet and ready to play, too bad I left my favorite toys at home.I pinch my nipples and make them grow harder twisting. I fumbled with the zipper to her business suit. She took a step back and unzipped the skirt, allowing it to fall to the dusty and dirty floor of the warehouse. She stood in front of me clad only in a small black thong and her heels.“Do you like?” she asked.“No,” I replied.She looked surprised.“You are way over dressed,” I said.She laughed and then proceeded to strip out of her thong. She extended her arms, the thong hanging off a finger in her left hand.“Now, do you like?” she asked, standing. I proceeded to tell the story of Zena, Becca and I. She asked: ‘Were they virgins?’ I said: ‘Yes. Zena is a junior in college and had never been on a date.’ She said: ‘That’s sad.’ She asked: ‘When did this happen?’ I replied: ‘The end of last month. The weekend before the first pool party. Why?’ She answered: ‘I don’t know. But somehow it seems important.’ She shifted position to one that allowed us neck comfortably. We started to make out. I caressed a breast through her top and bra. Then I.