(sorry first names that popped into my head… not including real names)So; a tip from Lucy was “not to prepare” thanks babe. So we didn’t prepa...e. Well I did the appropriate waxing, moisturising, manicuring etc but no real preparations. The plan was we’d go out as a group, get smashed and see what happened.Meanwhile Mark got in touch with Tom and Jerry and arranged the night. We were going into Town which has hundreds of bars and is a favourite haunt for Stag and Hen do’s. Basically people get. Maybe you'd liketo come and look through the catalogues for some more outfits to wearat the office?" I now knew that Julie had in fact made the decision forme. She had tricked me into thinking I had no option but to go to workin a skirt. But strangely, I didn't feel angry with her. Maybe she hadjust given me that little push in a direction I secretly wished to go?I told Mrs Robinson I would call round one evening to look through hercatalogues. It was only as I was walking up to my front door. “Don’t you want to take those off” I said. “No. This is how I want it.” Then arched her ass up at me and gave it a wiggle.I certainly wasn’t going to debate the issue and proceeded to climb over the top of her, lining up my shiny hard cock with her puckered little entrance. I pushed down until the tip of my head slid between her soft cheeks and made contact, then pressed a little harder until I could feel the head just begin to penetrate the entrance. I looked at her face for any sign of. " His hand seemed to caress my hair. I closed my eyes dreaming for a moment, when I felt his fingertips on my chin and his lips touched mine. Unwittingly, I responded to the kiss, savoring his lips on mine."Would you like something to eat or drink?" He stood up without waiting for my response and went to the kitchen. I heard plates rattling and glasses tingling and within minutes he returned carrying a tray of hors d'œuvres accompanied by two small wine glasses. Placing the tray on the coffee.