It wasn’t a bad smell but not a pleasant one either…just ‘his smell’. He was quite a bit younger than me – in his mid twenties and had dark ...haggy hair. He hardly ever shaved and dressed very casually which made him stand out in our very conservative office. His choice of clothes always looked like someone else did his shopping for him. Nothing ever matched and he did like bright colours which is always unusual in a man. He probably thought he looked a bit like Brad Pitt or that singer in. Her breathing changed and her eyes glittered. For me. I walked to the foot of the bed and undressed. She watched me through half closed eyes. I laid my clothes on a chair and kneeled on the bed. I ran my fingertips along a calf and watched as the muscles twitched. She pressed a button on a cd player and low, moody metal music filled the room. Ali relaxed against the bed and let her legs fall open. She was aroused. Her clit was standing out from her lips. The sexual prowess this woman possessed. We were sitting at the tablesimply watching the people all around us. There was a couple overby the bar, kissing passionately, over at another table there wasa man dressed all in leather, holding a leash to a person dressedas a dog, in a full furry suit. Out on the dance floor there werea couple dozen people dancing, all rather provocatively. I lookedover to Anna, she was sitting there straight backed, just taking itall in."Wow, this is all just so...sexual. I couldn't believe there wereparties. Ididn't know what to think! The idea must have come to her soon after she got herself a boobjob. She'd never been satisfied with her figure. Though I alwaysfound it marvelous, she didn't. She was thin, not much over 110lbs even after eating a full meal. I thought she was beautifullyproportioned, but she thought she was scrawny and I wasundiscriminating. She was always experimenting with nutritionalfads, flinging herself into them and trying to haul everyone elsewith her. For weeks we'd.