Tom cleared a small area of the room to make a small dance floor for us. He took off his suit coat, loosened his tie and unbuttoned his top shirt butt...n. Tom was a tall, powerfully built man. Even with my high heels, he was a couple of inches taller than me. The gray highlights around his temples made him look distinguished. I found comfort in his maturity. His success today, his judgment and knowledge all served to make me want to open up and accept him. I cannot deny it, he reminded me of my. Sex—with a woman! She felt moist at the revelation. The seeds had been sown. *** The smoke from his fat cigar filled the air. Samuel Smith was pleased with himself. Swinging around in the ridiculously large leather chair in his sumptuous office at the back of the club, he plonked both feet on his oversized desk. Samuel Smith’s had just made its first million in a single year. That excluded all the extra circular activities that brought in millions more. Extra circular activities! He laughed at. "Besides being mother's best friend (and the girl of my dreams), Margie was an expert seamstress. She worked for a theater company and made all its costumes.As I descended the stairs, Margie greeted me with her usual mocking smile. As always, she was heavily made up and wearing the kind of bra that made her large, sweater-clad breasts look like missiles. "Halloween's a bit more than a week away," mother said, "and Margie's offered to make you a costume."Stand still, sweetie" Margie said as she. Mary left the next morning with her final instructions. She returned for our last tryst much relieved directly from the salon with a short, blunt pageboy with bangs. Her once long luxurious tresses were now cut just below her ears. She assumed I made arrangements to have her hair cut much, much shorter. I dropped hints her final haircut would be a short pixie haircut cut. The last and final blowjob was the best one yet. Although her hair was short, it was still thick and soft, and she remained.