Very nice.Daring a little, I also turn slightly side on revealing an impolite lump in the front of my pants. She watches eyes widening as she realises... Then she smiles wickedly and turning toward me again, bends to scratch at her knee through her dress, showing me her rounded breasts dangling like fruit ripe for the plucking. Cant see the nipples, too dark, but I imagine them full and erect ready for stroking, sucking and gentle tugging. She turns back to the conversation and I continue to move. She felt bit jealous and gave me different expression….. Next week Sunday my goddess came guess who is my figure of 36-28-38…..My darling Nandu…..God what a look i forgot to breath and i understood my look at her friend , changed my friend allot …She came sat beside me asked some causal things and suddenly she asked me why did i look at her friend like that…I got surprised for that question…..And slowly i answered that she is so hot ,……Then so got angry and ready to leave ,,,then i hold her. I invited Lisa in, and asked if she would like something to drink. "Do you have any whisky"? she asked? I really could use something to calm my nerves. I was about to suggest that drinking before a job interview was not exactly the best plan of action, but decided against the fatherly lecture. I found a bottle, and poured us both a glass and then led her into my study. She decided to perch, almost like a little bird, on one of my bonded leather chairs. I relaxed into my easy chair. "So,. I walk over to the coffee table and place our coffee cups down on it and then sit down on the couch at her feet, she swings her body around and rests her head in my lap, it is a comfort thing for her, but it is so much more for me, I only hope that my cock doesn’t give me away and have a mind of it’s own and start to grown on me. ‘Can you tell me about it?’ I say. ‘It’s Jason’ you say, with so much bitterness in your voice. I sigh inwardly knowing that it has finally happened, the bastard.