“W-What are you doing, Ken?” she asked in a childish voice.“Just giving you kisses, is that so bad?” “No.. I just..” she tried to say as I...began to kiss her more.Nothing was going to stop me. I inched my hand down her side and laid my hand on her soft stomach, slowly running it up her shirt, feeling her breast in my hand. Her nipples were hard. I knew it. She wanted it.. I lift her shirt over her head, throwing it on the ground. I sit there staring at her innocent body sitting on my bed, with. Her nipples are rock hard under my hands and all I can think about is getting my mouth wrapped around them. I slide back a bit and lay her gently on her back. I kiss her neck and nibble my way along it and across her collar bone, she moans as I reach the hollow in her throat. I kiss my way down her cleavage and around each breast hearing her breathing hitch as she breathes quickly in and out trying to keep up with the sensations that I am causing to ripple through her body. I lean over and ever. "Now scoot!"I grinned, and ran out the door to head for the shower.We ate a hearty breakfast, and I invited Charlotte over to meet my mom. We had the whole afternoon to kill before our meeting with Sheila, so there was no hurry. I did phone my mom and tell her the good news—Charlotte and I had officially tied the unofficial knot, dating. She told me she was happy for us, but there was a tone of reservation in her voice that suggestion she thought it was perhaps going a little too fast. I told. I didn’t pay much to the blonde walking near the elevator.As I walked in, Jim was there along with a gorgeous brunette and one of Jim’s colleagues. I said I’m sorry, Jim, I didn’t know you had company. I turned to leave and he said ... NO, NO, Janet ... stay ... have a drink with us. Next thing I knew I was sitting on the sofa beside Jim as he was explaining we were old friends that go back along way to the other couple. The woman’s name was Gina and the man was Ryan.I watched as Gina began.