”Kristen stepped toward her and gave her a hug, saying, “You’re every bit as beautiful as Brett said.”Michelle’s smile lit up the room like ...t always has and told her, “Thank you. Brett’s told me a lot of wonderful things about you too.” Brett looked over at his woman, my wife, with obvious pride in his eyes and gripped her around the waist, pulling her close to him.Michelle took my hand in a handshake telling me she’s glad to meet me. I wanted to pull her toward me and wrap my arms around her,. "I can't be annoying you too much; I can feel you getting hard through my panties. Since you like this so much, it's not as much fun for me anymore." Susan got up and went back to the sofa. She yanked on the rope a couple of times. "That's for getting hard." She put the cigarette out and lit another. She picked up the phone and speed dialed a number.Susan put the phone up to her ear. "Hi Arnold, it's Susan. Will you be here soon?" She smiles. "Great. I'm looking forward to seeing you too." She. He grinned suddenly at the trite image. A doe with a kick, he thought. No pushover, this one. “What are you smiling at out there?” “Out there? No. In here.” He turned to face her. She was nearly as tall as he, after all. Damn, the woman kept surprising him. They were practically touching, but she didn’t back away. Well, she wouldn’t, would she, he thought. Let’s see. He reached out and undid the button, the one she’d been playing with. That made her step back. “What…?” “You were playing with it. As my friends grew older and started dating properly, I realised not many girls were into me as they once had been. I mean, it was fair - I was the opposite of the masculine Greek gods that they'd idolised on Instagram. Out of luck and out of, well, any sexual communication, I started to explore pleasuring myself since no one else seemed interested in helping. I dove into porn. I absorbed as many fetishes as I could and before I knew it, I was standing in my room, admiring the cute girl in my.