...........until the Sunday afternoon when hisparents came by for a visit.His father, always an arrogant and brash man, steamrollered theconversation ...nd, within minutes accused his son, who had been obviouslyaffectionate to Zoe, of being a 'panty-waisted romantic who is tied toher apron strings!"Despite having forced herself to not react to his obnoxious attitudes forthe years she had had to put up with him, the petite blonde bombshellthat was Zoe exploded. She glared at him before leaping out. She was falling into the sensations she was feeling, and could not resist the desire building within her as she started unbuttoning his dress shirt pulling it from his jeans and off his shoulders exposing his toned slightly hairy chest. She ran her hands over his chest, caressing feeling as this felt great to her and just increased the wetting arousal building between her thighs. Reaching down she unbuckled his belt, unbutton his jeans and pulled down the zipper. She could see his excitement. ”“You’re still pinning over that idiot Mark?”“Not pining, but one good-looking, suave playboy who cheats is enough. I want to know something about the next guy. Beyond his preference in condoms and his assumed ability about his stamina.”Phoenicia looked at her friend. “Okay, which guy here do you think is cute?”Haumia’s eyes scanned the bathroom. “Well…”“Common girl, give. I can tell you about him. I’ve been going here for a year longer than you.”“Okay, he’s on the other side of the bar from. I could also feel his hardening member press against the bulge in my pants. He pressed harder against it and began rolling his hips. I pulled his shirt over his head and broke the kiss to suck his nipple into my mouth. Nibbling a bit as he slid his hands over my ass and squeezed tight. He sucked in a breath and continued grinding. Something in my mind clicked and suddenly I was pushing him off and I ran out of the apartment. I imagined his startled look as I ran out of the building. I ran.