It had been eight months since she last saw him and that suited her just fine. Having him there rattled her slightly but she refused to allow his pres...nce to ruin the evening. Her line of vision moved more toward the center of the room. Then she saw him, an extremely handsome man in a tux standing in front of the fireplace. When their eyes met, her heart leapt in her chest.His smile was large and warm. He seemed to not notice the throngs of people around them. Not even the ones that walked. Desmond?”“Yes, Tutti-Frutti, my dear?”“Do you want to come in and stay the night?”I thought you’d never ask, my little Jitterbug.”. . .The night was young and they were hot and sweaty. The Moon shone outside, overhead, and the crickets chirped noisily.Inside the apartment, Tutti slowly removed Dez’s button-up shirt and helped him out of his wife-beater Tank-top.OH, mY, GOD. His enormous bulging peck muscles, gleaming with sweat --the color of dark, milky, chocolate--and his hard, thick. I love the sensation of skin flowing smoothly beneath my touch . It turns me on to even watch my hands touching skin. Feeling the contours of the body under my hands, the texture of the skin, any tiny hairs on parts of the body. She was watching me as she lay there. I started at her hips. I had each hand at her waist splaying my fingers out so as I ran my hands down her sides my fingers slipped behind her and cupped her buttocks a bit . She raised her hips again allowing me to reach further. And a fucking nice figure. Bet she's good in bed. I could fucking wipe that smug fucking smile off her arrogant little face."Sorry for being so nasty earlier, miss," he said sweetly, "I was just grumpy because of the airlines and so on. Would you believe this ticket cost me $4200?" Jeeze, no." Brenda said, "Why would you pay that?" I have to get to Salt Lake City to catch a train, and this was the last possible plane I could get," he sighed."Really? I know somebody who paid a lot less for the.