Jerry sat back, looking down at me with hunger apparent in his eyes. “Mmm baby, you are so hot. I want to lick your hot pussy,” he said breathless...y. I melted under his stare, wanting him to do anything he wanted. “Ohhh yes, eat my pussy, please,” I pleaded. Jerry’s fingers twisted in the waistband of my G-string and tugged it down exposing my wet swollen clitty. I lifted my legs back, spreading them wide to display my smooth boi-pussy for him. My breathing quickened and I trembled with. That would explain cold.Sound.Gentle breathing to his left.Jennifer. That would explain no blankets.Dave slowly rolled onto his side. Yep. Only a mass of red hair was visible, all the bed's blankets pulled tightly around her shoulders. He'd roll his eyes in exasperation if he could keep them open long enough.Fortunately, there was a cure for cold. Dave slowly wiggled forward, sliding the blankets up and then himself under them, nestling against Jennifer's bare skin. She stirred just a. Shy, endearing smile. His cologne.I want him. I have scenarios in my head that involve him and me in very compromised positions. I have to clear my head. It isn't going to happen. We're just friends. Besides, I'm not his type. Never have been. But, wow. The idea of kissing his mouth. Tasting his neck.'Alex!' I hear Pam semi-shout.'What?!' I reply startled. Am I drooling?'They're about to do some presentation or something. Let's sit,' she says as she turns to walk back to the table. John nods. " She removed her hand and clutched the plastic bag to her chest.I exhaled. My curiosity overflowed. "So, what did you buy?" There you go again, getting nosey. Say, are you in a hurry to get someplace?" No." Harriett was out again this evening. "Why?"'Cause we're coming up to my stop and I'd enjoy some company. I hate going back to an empty apartment. Why don't you come over? We can chat, and I'll answer all your questions."Hell, it's only company. I'm in no shape for anything else, despite.