Who's idea was this then?'. I tried mumbling something that it had just kind of happened, when Terry blurted out 'Sean made me do it!', and silence fe...l on the room. 'Oh did he now' exclaimed Carol with a growing smile on her face. 'You know, I always wondered about you when Sandra told me those little stories about your 'special' nights'. I blushed and looked at Sandra, who couldn't look me in the eye. She knew she had breached my trust. 'Well, if it's good enough for Terry then it's good. She has the apartment a comfortable temperature not too cold not to hot and I smell a scent of violet and jasmine fuse together not to hard not too soft just enough that u can pick it as you walk in and walk thru out the room at certain points. She probably has it on a timer or some sort. I walk up a few steps over sitting down on her leather couch facing the other as I am facing the doorway, I go ahead and sit down relaxing, as I see her bring two wine glass and hands me one.“here u go,. She reminded him of someone, but he simply couldn't recall a name or face. Oh well, he thought, after a while one hole looks pretty much like another.He had been looking forward to today's session because it was today that he planned to nail her.The short haired blonde was shown into his office. She was thinner than he liked, her breasts ample, but her legs had little shape and her hips showed little if any curvature. Yet there was an underlying sexuality to the woman that he liked. Her face. It pitched a perfect tent in my pants as I sat there, trying to look as innocent as possible. Thankfully, it was covered by the table so she couldn’t see, or so I thought. “Go to your room?” she questioned. “Where’s the fun in that?” She gave me a seductive smile, as she slowly stepped towards me. Her eyes lowered to my waist and widened at the sight of my cock tent. Time went by so slowly, like it was a movie playing in slow motion. I saw each jiggle of her fabulous tits followed by a slight.