I find models for the magazine. Centerfolds, pictorials, other stuff." I shrugged. She was fascinated. Pretty girls usually are when they think about ...he fame and fortune that can come from being photographed in a classy men's magazine. I mean, she'll happily take off her clothes in front of a stranger with a camera. But do you think she'll let you unbutton her blouse in the back of a Ford? Not likely. Well, not without a fight, anyway. Women are stupid.The second waitress was taller and had. That seemed to be a great idea to me, I owned my owncompany and had just received a really good buyout offer from anotherlarger firm. If I accepted neither Kathy nor I would really need towork and could move to a resort area we both loved. The offer was realbut it played right into Kathy's hands. Without the handicap of a joband by moving to a different part of the country she could move aheadwith her plans to make a woman out of me!After I sold the company Kathy decided to work for a little. I glance over at Liz, who is watching. She put her soda in the holder, and unbuttoned her pants. She slowly slides her hand down her pants and began to finger her own pussy. She knew this would get me hard, as Kristal put her hand on my face, and turned me around. She gave me a passionate kiss, as she took my already hard cock out of my pants. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was in for perhaps the best cocksucking of my life.Kristal is an amazing kisser. After she was done with me, with my. "Nope." She cleared her throat. "You, uh, maybe want togo out to eat sometime? I know this place not too far from here that's gotgreat burgers." "What time do you get off work?" "What, uh, today? Um, five." "I'll pick you up." He grabbed his bag of groceriesand the receipt out of her hand. "Um, but . . ." She looked down at what she waswearing. She thought the smock was hideous; she could only imagine what thecute Mercedes owner must think of it. She looked back up to ask if maybe shehad time.