'You're no fun,' she griped."You two can play for a few minutes, but we need to get lunch in yourtummies!" As if to emphasize it my stomach growled.Mo... left me to Lily's devices and we practiced our curtseys until Momcalled us. I walked into the kitchen and waited for her to put my sisterin her high chair and then she lifted me up. "I know you don't want towear a bib normally Sofia... but that dress..." Mom pleaded.I turned red, but nodded. "I don't want to get it messy either!"Mom smiled and. The black guy then said I looked like I could take a massage while I finished. Before I could answer, he stood behind me while I was still sitting at my desk.Then he started to massage my shoulders and neck. It really felt good. I started to relax a bit, but then I felt him caress my arms…I started to enjoy it; especially since I had been attracted to that young black guy since he started to work there six months before. He was in his early thirties; he was tall and solid built. I estimated he. "What can I get you?" I asked as she held up a rather lacy red bra towards me."I guess I need this in a slightly bigger size after all," she said looking down at herself, her breasts clearly exposed to me as she stood there. I looked at the tag on the bra she had handed me. This was one of my own personal secret moments to entertain and enjoy myself, while being all business about it while I did. I made sure to put on my business face too while I stepped towards her, causing her to open the. I learned an important lesson in the first 12 hours I knew her. It was how much difference having only our brief emotional and personal connection by the second fuck immensely changed and improved it over the first one. Sure, it was quite a way from “making love” but nonetheless it was so much better. She acknowledged it too, with her driven sex satisfying a much more primitive need than the ones in between those episodes.We started dating more and more. She still did the occasional frat party.