It was one of her favorite parts when they made love. When she saw Bill later, she knew he would fondle her breasts and nipples, but she hoped he woul... give her nipples a bit of extra attention tonight. She took the fantasy off loop and fast forwarded to the point that his hand completely held her pussy, the palm of his hand massaging her clitoris, two of his fingertips curling up inside her vagina, and when she became totally wet stroking her with his fingers from her vagina to her clitoris. It seemed that all of his bankers were at the cocktail party, and most attended with dates. About a third obviously had their real wives along, the rest looked like beautiful women (one can never be sure in Bangkok) who “worked” for their bank, perhaps on a one-night contract. The difference was obvious, but I was not to judge or speak ill. I must say they were all nice to me. Sung mentioned that I was probably the youngest woman in the room and that many of the other men envied him because of. There was just something about the way it draped around my calves and flowed when I walked that was so nice. I loved that skirt, long before I talked to my wife. I'd purged a couple of times in the last few years but I always held on to this skirt. "So anyway, this one time, I'm out shopping with her at this mall and she pops into a hardware store to pick up some bulbs for the light fixture we have on the porch and I pop into this clothing store and I see a display of sweaters marked down 50%. ” I chatted with my mother in the kitchen for a while, as she prepared our dinner, and I watched her while she was moving around the kitchen. Our mother, whose name was Stella, would be forty next birthday, and she seemed to be holding her age pretty well. She still had a good figure, and looked like an older and slightly larger version of Tina, but with very dark brown hair, where Tina’s was light brown, and she had hazel eyes, instead of the blue-grey eyes Tina and I had inherited from.