Although there were no lights on, the early morning sun was spreading out over her bed through the horizontal blinds. She hadn't realized that I was i... the room with her yet, and as I took in the sight of the graceful curves of her shapely derriere, I felt a slight bulge forming in my pants.I looked at her pretty mane of strawberry-blonde hair falling past her shoulders, and it appeared to me that she was lightly caressing her firm pert breasts. Suddenly, she turned over, and I feared that I. “This is Fred and Sandy” she says “and this lovely creature is Nancy” pointing at me. Fred is about my age, same height and build and dressed in leather pants and a skin tight latex top. Sandy is about the same age, slim, tall in her stilettos, in a latex dress which is low cut and revealing large breasts. They look at me and I swear I saw Fred lick his lips. The three of them sit down and I get the wine. “Are you really a slut?” asks Sandy. I smile. “Yes honey she is. She will do anything you. But you have come all this was for nothing. I am so sorry for that. Let me make up for that. Please let me offer you a drink." "Okay. A drink would be nice." So we headed downstairs to the kitchen. She made vodka martini for the both of us and started talking about her hell and all that. It was a hot day and we were really gulping down those drinks like it was coca-cola. I could see that she was already swaying this way and that. In the middle of all this she stood up and asked, "Don't I look. "That has to be Grace."Karla picked up the phone from the bedside and opened the line with a beeping keypress. "Hi, this is Karla," she bubbled. "Oh, hey, Grace."Tiffany felt as much as heard her new lover's heart begin to sink. "Oh God. Oh my God. Yeah. Yeah, we'll be right there. Okay. Bye."Karla stood up quickly, the sheets falling away from her smooth, taut body. The streetlights through the vertical blinds striped her luscious curves in a very artistic way, which belied the heaviness of.