Something that says beneath the formal wear you’re ready for sex. George is desperate to fuck you and there is absolutely no way but you’re going ...o let him see what he’s missing.’ Emily opened her imaginary blouse, ran her fingers down between her breasts and recited the line that followed. ‘Did you think you could have me, George?’ She hesitated and I whispered George’s line. ‘I’d do anything for you, anything.’ ‘Be honest now. You’re pathetic, a nobody. You think I’d bed a nobody?’ She. I laughed and reached down with my left hand and tugged at the front of her tight, white shorts. I pulled her shorts and panties away from her taut belly and looked down at her pussy. Her scent wafted in the air and I was intoxicated. She had a little tuft of hair just above her lips and I could tell she shaved. It appeared like a little landing strip but I was going to have to inspect closer. I slipped my hand down the front of her shorts and put my palm gently against her mound, clitoral. Hell, I didn't think I could do it at first." She said, as she finished cooking a set of eggs. "What made you stick with it?" Clare asked, as Annie set the plate of eggs onto the table. "The money? The fame? I dunno. I mean, both were good, but at the same time, it wasn't really a factor." She said, as she went back to the stove. "I guess it was the idea that I could be someone that I wasn't." Annie said, and turned to look at Clare, who looked a bit concerned. "Well. Think about it. You can. All and all she looked very sexy in that outfit.'What you need is a good hug.'I stepped forward and gave her the best hug that I could give. She had her arms wrapped around me, squeezing me back. I could feel her breast against my chest. My cock is starting to get hard.Here I am holding the woman of my dreams in my arms, and my mind goes completely blank. So like a dummy I let go of her, and sit back down in the chair. I could have kicked myself in the ass, for not taking advantage of this.