Everywhere there were ladies’ items. My dressing table was filled with her bangles, earrings, necklace, lipsticks, makeup items.She has unpacked ver... well. Now, it was her bedroom, the bedroom of a woman. She interrupted. I said yes. Then I saw her. She was standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing a pink satin saree, and her back was naked. She asked me, “Can you please hook my blouse?”I was looking at the back. She saw it and said, “Stop it and hook my blouse.” I went near her, took. "Did you ever, you know... make a pass at that Deshona Reed? You know, the one who runs that Decision Resources company that did those two consulting projects for us?" You mean that gorgeous petite black woman? Small bones, big... you know?"Laura cupped both hands out in front of her chest.Rhonda nodded. "She's a fucking ice cube, too, if you remember." Why Rhonda, I think you asked me that question once before. I told you, it was all business with me.Rhonda did not know whether to believe her.. She’s all I need to get by. I don’t want to jeopardize what I have with her for a meaningless fuck with you. I hope you understand. Take care and best of luck to you.” For any sane, reasonable person, that would have been sufficient. But Katie wasn’t the most mentally stable person in the world. Sure, she could hold down a good job and raise her c***dren and clip coupons and keep her family organized but her concepts of sex and sexuality were warped. Any attention she got from men was. My body gleams with a light sheen of sweat, giving it a sexy glow. **************************************** Even though you have only just had release, your body craves her embrace, her touch, her scent, and to be closer to her. Your eyes gaze up and down her body, taking everything in; the way she is sitting legs on top of one another, her chest rising and falling, how her breasts try to peek out of her robe, her sexy lips and her eyes you want to fall into. You want her so badly, more than.