I swallowed and then ran the tip of my tongue around my dry lips, simultaneously trying to stop myself spontaneously ejaculating at the gorgeous sight...before me and the knowledge of what was to come.My gaze worked up from the sensuous hips to the narrow waist, the gorgeous breasts which rose and fell with her heavy breathing under the frock, her smooth neck and then up to her beautiful face. Her lipstick was bright pink and her eyes, like her eyebrows, nicely touched up with makeup. Our eyes. He rather took the lead, for the first time, and laid me out on the bed, taking the towel off and sprdng my legs for me, bless him. "Is there any chance of shaving your pussy for me?" has askedtentatively "Umm..no not today, with my own razor and bits and pieces, certainly.Next time you see me will be all baby smooth for you , but not now, no, sorry" "Oh ..okay. If you don't ask you don't get" he said "Will I see youagain, then?" "Very true, and yes " I said "talking of which....... where is. They acted differently when they knew what I did for a living. I knew Martinez would be coming by to interview him, so I used the time to do a little digging.“Well, do you remember our conversation at our party? How I had asked you to keep an eye out for anybody trying to seduce Jude?”“Yes, you asked me to spy on her for you,” he said with the same smirk as the night of the party. “I have nothing to report really. I’ve not seen anyone flirting with her.”“I’m just worried more now,” I said as I. I think life is about enjoying all it has to offer. This is a true story and hope you guys like it.I had already been chatting with a much more mature lady (around 46) at that time. She was Indian and was in a private firm supposedly in a senior position. What I understood from the chat sessions though was that she was as open minded about meeting someone discreetly as I was. Once a business trip to NYC materialized I quickly made plans to meet up with her for an evening coffee and see how it.