" At this all four of them laughed. Sandra desperately looked around her, only to find an empty room that smelled of new paint. It looked like an offi...e or maybe an apartment. The woman approached Sandra and opened her jacket. "Oh, look it's from Rodeo Drive. Muy bonita," she said. "We wouldn't want nothing to happen to such nice clothes, so let's take them off before they get dirty." She began to unbutton Sandra's blouse. Sandra tried to pull away. "Now that's not nice, chiquita," said the. But feeling so good and satisfied.Eventually we recovered and redressed and made our way into the living room. Deciding that while we had already done it twice we might aswell make it a night thing. With this still lingering in my mind we phoned for a pizza and sat chilling and eating in front of the tv.I had just finished my pizza and was lying against his leg sitting on the floor with him on the soaf behind me, when he began massaging neck and shoulders.It felt so nice and sweet and his hands. While he was slipping off his swim trunks, the volleyball landed near me and rolled up to my chair. The older guy came up and apologized and I tossed him the ball back. “Sorry for the interruption,” in a low baritone voice that sounded like warm whiskey.I smiled, “not a problem.”“My name in Kevin. Why don’t you two come over and play with us? We don’t bite.” I looked over to Jim. He didn’t seem interested but I did. “My name’s Jen and this is my husband Jim. Honey, I’m going over to play. Do. I do it involuntarily, like a tail.He caught my eye as I was listening to two friends swap related experiences.He patted his lap and said in a low voice, "C'mere."I was out of my chair quickly and smiling. No sooner had I gotten to my feet, I was on my knees at his side. I stared up at him in case he wanted anything else. He proceeded to pet my head and my toes curled. I finagled myself closer, wrapping an arm around his leg and placing my face as close to his zipper as possible. I nuzzled as.