"I have about ten years on that little slut." You reach down, grabbing the base of my cock, already half-hard, giving a long, slow stroke up the shaft... causing the head to swell as you talk. "I do things with this dick she could only dream of."I've never heard you talk like this. In fact, I'm still pretty sure this is a trap, just trying to get me to admit I spent the night undressing that woman with my eyes. But hearing those words come from your mouth, hearing you call her a slut while. Invite me to them. In the elevator I admitted that I had a dick. I expected him to get angry. He even seemed to be happy. But nothing happened. We sat, talked and that's it. But I was happy - for the first time I sat quietly with crossed legs (in nylon stokins FF and high heels) against man. It always pulls me out when a strong wind blows. How was I ****d?I bathed with luxury soap, made up provocatively - a lot of mascara, blue eye shadow, blush with golden brocade, bright lipstick. I wore the. But.... would he care?There was another pause, then Michael: "I could do that." Oh, that's so great," said Laura, relieved. "She's really excited. She wants to do it today. Can you do today?" Yes," said Michael, too quickly."Great. And one last thing - she doesn't want you to use a condom or anything, so that it feels real. We're going to give her the morning after pill, but... well, you know we're a bit strapped for money at the moment. Do you think you could maybe help us out with $100,. She had been so afraid of Jenn's reaction.Jenn licked her lips. Jesse wasn't sure if it was a nervous reflex or amovement of studied seduction. She waited for Jenn to say something.Anything."Aren't you going to touch me?" Jenn asked. Her voice was soft andhesitant. "Don't you want me any more?"Jesse drew in a breath.So many things she wanted to say. She clasped herhands together tightly in her lap, trying to still the trembling thatran through her."How could I not want you?" Jesse asked. Jenn.