"No wonder she was slurring a bit, she's kind of a lightweight. I took a shot to see if she was in the mood for a story. "Did you kiss?" Yeah." Just o... the cheek or more?" More" You made out with him?" The thought of my fiancé making out with her ex gave me a hard-on."Yeah...and some more"I took another guess at what 'happened.' I liked to help her start her stories until she got into it."Did Bill touch your boobs?"My fiancé is a curvy girl, not fat, but no one would call her thin. She does. " So ... last time you just show up, and you end up in my bed and I can't keep my hands off of you, and somehow you think all that was just a two week stand, and that you might not be welcome any more?" Riley, can I please come see you?" Yes, Bob." Thank you." When will you be here?" she asked."I'm at the airport," said Bob. "But seeing as how I'm unemployed, I thought maybe you'd pick me up, instead of me renting a car." The Denver airport?" she asked."Um ... yeah," he said."Oh Bob," she. The royal blue and matching black lace panties that barely covered the swell of her pubic mound and below appeared damp with arousal.. I smiled.at the sight of the little black bows on the belts holding up her stockings. Then the skirt dropped completely. With her arms wrapped up above her shoulders, she was the very epitome of femininity. The creamy long neck gracefully flowing into wide, strong shoulders which then tapered to a narrow waist before flaring out for hips prepared to. Time to take those panties off I say. You stand up and slide them down your shapely hips and start coming back to the bed, but no I have another idea and tell you to sit on the arm of the chair and spread your legs as wide as you can.Then I sink to my knees in front of you and start to lick, your clit is still buzzing from "number one" so I lick all around it and put my tongue as far as I can inside you. You taste so good, I really love to lick your pussy and you seem to be loving it as well,.