By the next evening, I still hadn't decided what to do when I walked in her door an hour late. My delay served its purpose as I witnessed her agitatio.... I wondered if she noticed mine as I felt her sexual pull on me. She was almost a cliché of the prim and proper woman in her suit, but nothing could hide her voluptuous curves. The mounds of her full breasts were apparent under the jacket and the curves of her ass were well defined under the skirt.If she looked below my waist, she would have. I've got quite a large internal audience, and they appreciate my refined sense of humor), "Chris is out of bounds. I'm very impressed by how friendly MOST of you are, but it wouldn't be friendly to hassle Chris, okay?"They were happy not to have to have sex with yet another friend of mine, even though Chris was their sort of guy (an idiot; the Target Girls normally dating football jocks). Their happiness at having one less guy to fuck was mitigated by my carefully stating, "how friendly MOST of. That something was a someone, Reina.He’d spent hours making love to her and realized they must have worn each other out and drifted off to sleep. Reina was clearly still dead to the world, so Chad just laid there and enjoyed the feeling of her in his arms. He couldn’t remember the last time he had actually slept with a woman.He took a deep breath, inhaling that beautiful scent of hers, and wondered what the next step would be. God knew he wanted her, but could he love her the way she deserved. ‘Minty’ bless his cotton socks on my suggestion “to accommodate an on call driver if necessary” had supplied me a single army bed and a mattress [it had been handy for hangovers.] He now supplied me a new desk, my old being shifted with the bed into that no4 bunker. I had the place cleaned and sorted by old Fred our cleaner. I fitted a hook in the only beam myself after work and obtained a few old climbing ropes and block and tackle.That left a cane, a whip and the likes. For that I had a.