“We'll go out tonight. Maybe dinner in Portland, or Old Orchard Beach.”“Ok.” She said, leaning in, and kissing me.She hopped out of the lake, ...nd onto her boat. Then took off across the lake. I hung out in the water for a bit before heading up to the house to shower off.I took my time grooming. I shaved around my goatee, took a little time trimming my pubes, and enjoyed a long hot shower. I felt like a million bucks when I got out, and even better when I was back in my room.Cindy was laying in. By this time, the blonde was riding the guys cock rather fast. Her breasts bounced and slapped against her skin as he managed to fondle them around a bit. I looked down, being that his face was laid directly on my arm rest. He saw me looking down on him and only smiled while he continued pounding the girl. But I felt so lustful and giving, that I leaned down and clashed my lips with his. It took a moment, but soon our lips moved together. I felt like a slut, pushing my mouth wide to open his as. I. Driving dressedThe bright headlights flashed by on the other side of the freeway as I raced north toward home.My eyes tracked the road ahead, but I glanced often at my hands as they gripped the steering wheel. I relished the way that my long slim fingers looked, elegantly tipped in false nails with a French manicure finish, and adorned with several pretty silver rings. My smooth arms were encased in fishnet fingerless gloves, silver bangles shifting against one another on my wrist as I moved. Angela was truly dressed to kill and she knew it. Retrieving her Chanel hand bag, she was out the door and on her way to a new chapter in her life.Seating herself in the carriage for the relatively short train ride to the city, Angela crossed her legs and enjoyed looking out the window as the urban landscape sped by.A plump balding businessman smiled awkwardly at Angela as he sat down next to her but she didn't register his presence and looked away back out the window as she re-crossed her legs.