I got up from my desk to lock the door and close the blinds, then went back to my desk. I pulled out my raging hard-on and stroked it until I came. Fo... the rest of the day all I could think of was her. I had to have her. She was a dream come true for me. I couldn’t explain it if I had to, but I knew she was everything that I would ever want in a woman and more.I went home that night again with, Cassie pictured in my mind, wondering how she would feel underneath me in my bed. I went to sleep. ..great Hollywood word... "Fabulous". Oooooohhhh... I was just sixteen years old. The big room had mirrors everywhere, full length, of course. I was in heaven, tossing my head, looking at myself in this green beaded dress, my red curls, my breasts falling out the top. Denise said,⦁ “Remember, I told you Desiree was kinky? Sylvia, I'm not giving away any secrets, am I , if I say that you like that a little, too? I do, Judy does, Devon and Barbara like that too, all of us do. You are so crazy,. ‘Now, this,’ I said, gently placing a finger near the newly-healed scar of a C-section, ‘should probably have a little ‘Kilroy was here’ tattooed. ‘Emily was here’. Whaddaya think?’ Tears were flowing more freely through her now-uncontained glee. ‘Thank you, sweetie,’ she said. ‘Again with the interruptions?’ I scolded and winked. ‘Now this,’ I placed my middle finger — Mr Magic Finger, she had dubbed him — inside her special opening, and pressed lightly on her pearl, ‘this was the key to her. So I hoped, that with my breasts and bottom barely concealed beneath the damp cotton that clung to their gentle curves and with my swollen and hairless, naked pussy on permanent display between my smooth thighs, that Stephen would find me an invitation difficult to refuse.I busied myself in the kitchen making sandwiches and tea; allowing myself a happy little smile as I heard Stephen’s damp feet pad into the room. So I gave my bottom an extra wiggle as I bent at the waist to inspect the.