Her head rested on my shoulder, her breasts pressed against my side, her body struggling to be as close to me as possible. The fact that I’d known ...his girl less than 24 hours and that she’d chosen me were still astounding to me.“I’m a bit hung over,” I finally replied, “but I can’t imagine a better way to wake up.”Kari beamed at me and continued to pump my member, which was almost fully engorged now. Feeling bold, I reached a hand down behind her and stroked her lovely ass. I remembered now. Its slippery fabric caressed her skin. Her nipples tightened inside her bra as she watched her eyes in the mirror. They sparkled with breathless expectation. Memories flooded her mind, adding to her arousal.Her thoughts went back to the very first time she visited Bianca's, the lesbian club that closed recently and caused them to flee to this new place. It had been her first lesbian experience ever and remembering it made her pussy flush. How crazy she had been, a bit tipsy too, to take off all. No body just the clothes. Pushing the door opening revealed the bombshell leaning against the footboard of her bed, the bar indenting her cheeks. Her right foot rests on the bottom rung. The mystery ended when our eyes connected. As my eyes spotlight every inch of skin, her body tells me an interesting story… Hair slicked back as if though she was downwind of the air outside. Those lines of her being trace the soul of that which possess the perfect gem cut. An unmatched, unique, and priceless. The older one played it cool. Well,whatever floats their boat. My work was done.But not for long. An older man pushed himself through the crowd andstopped before my table."Are you the fickle genie?" People call me that," I replied."I wish there was a woman in my companies building who could finally cooksome decent coffee. The stuff my secretaries brew is abysmal."I sighed. Heavily. This is the stuff I have to deal with day after day.Can a wish be any more mundane and stupid? Maybe it was the.