I got up from the bed, pulling her to her feet as well. Then I spun her around so her back was to me and took hold of the zipper of her dress. I began...slowly sliding the zipper down, kissing along her spine as the dress parted for me. With each kiss, her moans got louder the further down I went. When her zipper reached the end of its run just above the flare of her ass, I stood back up slipping the straps off her soft, smooth, shoulders. Out of modesty or maybe just because she had been. ‘Three? Blame it on the interruption but I don’t recall giving you three. Never mind. It’ll be tidier if we start from the beginning.’ The girl seems fit to burst into tears but with a sorrowful expression she shuffles forward to take up her previous position, and her underwear chooses that moment to drop around her ankles. The woman shoves her forward and the girl utters a stifled protest and struggles briefly beneath the stern hand, but finally submits to being pressed down. Her dress is. John sank heavily into a chair and stared at his visitors."This is the part," said Smith helpfully. "Where you insist that we areboth crazy and demand that we leave."John laughed despite himself. "That thought did cross my mind. I assumeyou've done this before?" Yes, although I cannot tell you how many times or with whom until youagree to join the team." Has anyone turned you down?"Smith smiled. "No. We are finding that the temptation is simply too great.Think about it, John. Wouldn't you. ‘Hello, Earth to David.’ ‘I’m sorry. I was caught up on something.’ ‘Penny for your thoughts?’ I looked straight at her, moving my face oh so close to hers, and said, ‘If I told you what I was thinking, we may not be friends any longer.’ Over the past few months we had confided in each other on a number of things, from my raising my girls to her being engaged only to find her fiancée cheating with her maid of honor two weeks before her wedding. We commiserated when our parents got ill. I really.