So as she came in though the door, she did what she does every night when she arrives home from work and that is to strip her clothes off and just put...a nightshirt on. No bra, no panties, just a tweety bird nightshirt that barely covered her plump around ass and her 38 DD tits. Her skin was so smooth to the touch. She sat down in a chair cross the living room from me with her legs casually spread open slightly. I could see the patch of dark brown pubic hair barely covering her pussy lips. . She knew what she wanted out of a relationship, but it was too soon to be sure this was the right relationship to get it from. When she'd finally thought about what she really wanted, Julian had seemed like the best, possibly the only prospect. But, she'd seen guys do an abrupt one-eighty more than once after they got her into bed.By the second chorus, Julian seemed comfortable enough with the guitar to play and sing backing vocals as well. Caitlynn shivered. He either had beautiful vocal. A couple of thousand more wouldn't hurt. Besides it's fun, and I held all the cards. I'd made sure she knew that I'd been with the other realtor that morning. Plus, I knew I wanted the house. She could not know for sure.As I came down the stairs, she was sitting on a custom-made bar stool looking through a window at the pool. She turned and looked into my eyes as always, trying to see if she had a deal--light blue they were--the gaze steady. I put on my best, perplexed look. "I don't know," I. " Certainly, George. I am not busy at the moment, so fire away."You recall that I am trying to set up a standards authority? Well, there are related matters that might be incorporated in the overall arrangement. Standards are normally just data that everyone has to adhere to if they want to make anything." Yes, I agree on that, George." Well, sir, there is also the question of patents. At the moment, if anyone wants to patent any new idea, they have to do so on Earth, with one of the national.