This was two women slowly making out and undressing each other. I began to undress myself along with them first I removed my blouse and the women bega... to lick and suck on each others neck, I slowly began to rub my neck with a bit of message oil oh it felt so good I slowly slid out of my short black skirt, and looked at myself in the mirror Roger had no idea what he was missing I had on sheer lace ruby red corset with a matching lace thong. My C cup breasts looked perfect, I glance up at the TV. She moved her hips in time to the music, her arms lifting up, fingertips running up one arm, and then the other, along her shoulders, across her throat and back behind her head, lifting her hair up. Then she would do it all again, very slowly to the rhythm of the song. The breeze moved the light material of the cover up and her hair, making it a graceful dance, swirling, so lovely to see. He was moved to walk towards her now, but he didn't want to break the spell. Waiting, watching, finally the. ”I nodded. “I’ll call her first.” Then I went back to the kitchen.I turned on my phone while it was charging. It made more noise about messages. Text messages alone totaled in the sixties. I suppose that’s the cost of having so many women worried about me. My voicemail was full. I shook my head. I needed to call one person and have my status passed on to everyone. Jordan. From the very beginning, she helped me keep it together anytime something weird happened. She made sure everyone knew what. .. oh!! No, no that's just coconut oil from... the bath" Yeh, you look nice and sweet Mrs Wright - just like a cookie actually". This time the smile was overt, the mouth slightly open so I could see his tongue suspended in curiosity, his eyes wide and his gaze deliberate. A warmth rushed through my body, from the tip of my head and downwards, settling on my mound which pulsed with expectation. My eyes widened as he took a step toward me, closing the gap. I could smell him now, a tantalising mix.