”“It doesn’t get much lighter,” he replied. He returned with an old-fashioned glass for her and a cocktail glass for himself.“What are you h...ving?” she asked.“A classic martini.”“I’ve never tried one.”“Do you want a taste?”He handed her the glass and she took a sip. “Too strong for me.”“A martini is a strong drink,” he replied.Elaine approached them. “Darren ... Marcia. I have someone I want you to meet.”Darren accompanied Marcia to the elevators. “What do you think?” he asked.“I think one of. "No wait, I want him to measure me. It'll be fun," teased Felicity.I took the tape and approached Felicity who was now enjoying this immensely. She was cupping her massive melons in her hands although with tits this big it was inevitable that some of the flesh would hand over her hands."Mmmm, they're feeling particularly big and full today Brad who knows they may be even bigger. My bras have been feeling a little tight of late," teased Felicity.I was a mess. blood was still rushing to my raging. I was feeling a bit tired from the day so I leapt upon the bed and sank into it. Andrea laughed at me, then smile, then began to undress. She took her skirt off first. That took a whole 5 seconds. Next she took off her blouse. It was this blouse that had so well hidden her charms so well. Her figure was wonderful. I felt she was not interested in men gawking at her as I felt certain they would. I also noticed her legs. They were long and athletic looking. I started to undress myself. She pushed. It was only when she pestered me for two whole days that I got it into my thick head that she really wasn't too keen on a party, and instead, wanted to waste the day on her dear dad. I wouldn't complain - I loved her company, and save for my wife, all the family I had.Two days passed. Anita had called upon her arrival at the Saudi capital, and promised to call again in a week's time.And then... the atmosphere in our house was suddenly saturated by a strange kind of monsoon. Of the sexual.