I had no idea she was like this and she played it off very well saying that she had no interest in leading other guys on. I ended up looking further a...d ended up going through more and more pictures that they had sent eachother. They had seemed to be talking for a few months. I then wondered if perhaps they had ever met up to fuck. Maybe even just for a quickie. Or what about the nights that she said she had to work late. What if they did something then. I wasn't even mad I was so turned on by. She had chosen to wear thin zip up tennis dress for her little trip over to see Stella Harris. Stella’s passion was tennis, the white fabric looked good against her toned black skin, it was short, which showed off her long legs and most of all it was easy to take off, which she had every intention of doing. She had tied her long hair in a pony tail and hadn’t seen the need for makeup. Confident she looked good she made her way downstairs through the kitchen, lifted a bottle of champagne out of. "I turned down that job. You were his second choice I guess. So I accept your thanks and you're welcome." I smiled at her. "You can repay me by dancing with me."She was trying not to smile when she said, "Maybe Henry decided to give a poor unfortunate a chance before he came to hire his first choice. And I don't dance with men I don't know." Well we can fix that, I'm John Riley. Now, how about that dance?"My friend, my buddy, my benefactor Jim stepped in right there. "Ally this is John Riley,. Luckily, she didn't seem to react as though she had. I was thinking about jerking off into the mixture, good thing I didn't, she would have seen that for sure. Anyway, Jennifer said she had come in to help get the drinks. So I made three glasses and Jennifer and I carried them in to the living room where Kelly was sitting on the couch. I sat back down in the chair and Jennifer sat next to Kelly and handed her drink to her. Jennifer then said she also wanted to do some tequila shots. Kelly and I.