I walked over to the yellow house and rang the doorbell. A faint “ding-dong” sounded. I waited for a minute and decided to ring it again.After ano...her minute or so I pushed the door open and walked into the giant living room. All white marble tites and nice and cool. I was suddenly aware of my sweaty condition and was about to turn around and get a shower at home when Holly walked in.She changed her pink top into a net top with her tan nipples sticking through. She quickly put her hands over. “Ohhhh…” John yawned quietly the next morning, then he smiled; Virgil was still holding him in that protective embrace, however this time, John’s movement caused Virgil to open his sea-green eyes, which were calm and alert. “I’m fine; I just opened my eyes… I remembered, but first let me…. I need a moment to myself,” John’s voice was warm and intimate as Virgil let go of him, closing his eyes as his beloved rose from their bed. When John returned a bit later, he found Virgil sitting up in bed,. It now teased her soft hairs along with those delicious muscular thighs.My finger traced her lower lips and the curve of her pelvic region as if it were memorizing her body and transmitting it to some mapping program. Not a millimeter was left untouched as it slid from one side of her to the other. My lips sucked on her one breast focusing on the nipples and areas around it. Her squirming and cooing grew as my tongue glided over the little bumps of her aureole, pausing momentarily on one then. "But," I stammered, trying poorly to explain my apprehension about going outside looking like this."I'm not asking Brianna, now come on!" She snapped, grabbing her keys and heading out of the room.I collected my wallet, placing it into the handbag, then slowly crept towards the door. My heart galloped and my legs began to shake, taking one last deep breath before opening the door. I pushed the cleaning cart out of the room, leaving it on the balcony, then started making my way down the hallway.