She then fell back in her chair again laughing and said, "Now that was a smooth move, wasn't it?" Willie replied, "Hey, I liked it! I could look at th...t again and again!" Realizing what her clean-up skills must have looked like, Pam said, "Willie, you naughty boy!" with that jovial spirit that was almost contagious.As their conversation continued, the subject matter got deeper and deeper into sex particularly Pam's earlier comments on oral skills.Willie, seeing this as a chance to "feel out". I drifted off to sleep but was awoken by a knock on my door. I slid back the chain and unlocked the door to see it was Hazel. ‘My heater quit. Perhaps the pipes burst. May I come in?’ ‘Sure. Do you want some money for a hotel for the night? I’ve got some cash you can borrow, Hazel.’ ‘Thanks, but what I was really thinking was, may I just sleep on your couch?’ ‘Certainly. I’ll get you some blankets and pillows.’ ‘Thanks Lew. I’m so cold. I promise I won’t be a bother.’ ‘Sure, no problem.’ After. There is much you'd like to say, but it has been forbidden. Breathing deep you can smell me near. The honeysuckle oil on my skin smells sweet. Without a word the hairbrush touches your arm. I brush the hairs on your arm slowly, watching the way they lay on your skin. Just enjoying being near to you. A soft thud and the brush lands on the floor.I lean into you, my breasts pushing into your chest. My fingers softly touch your hair. They brush over your forehead, over your masked eyes and slowly. I took my time to adjust my clothes, making sure my smart black jeans were crease free, my white shirt fully buttoned up and hanging perfectly on my body. My black silk tie was knotted immaculately in a Windsor knot, centered within millimetres of being perfectly central.Taking a last look in the mirror I trimmed my beard and moustache so that not a single hair was out of place. I trimmed and brushed my hair before finally putting my contact lenses in. I smiled at my reflection; if she wasn’t.