So they were enjoying themselves quite a bit when the waitress got to their table. The moment Josh looked up, his heart skipped a beat. “Erica?” h... asked. “Hey, Josh,” she said. “How have you been?” “Okay, I guess. I am still in school. And I do some modeling.” Josh couldn't have cared less that his friends were joking and eating. He was focused on the beautiful face before him that hadn't changed a bit in two years. She wore a tiny white top that accentuated her breasts, and a pair of very. ” Becca motioned to the girl who sat across from her. Christine had a slightly fuller figure, but was by no means fat. She had bright blue eyes and long brown hair. “Hello…” I answered before being interrupted by Rebecca. “Strip naked!” Becca demanded. I complied, remembering the rules of our agreement. I stood in front of the two girls, my penis slightly erect from the sight of Becca. Becca beckoned me with a finger and I moved over to the bed. As I sat down Cristine and Becca both removed. It was pathetic. It was frustrating because she wanted him to kiss her, but she was terrified of being kissed. He could stand next to her with his arm held protectively around her with no problem. The moment they were facing each other with him looking into her eyes, her heart started pounding, and she had an overwhelming desire to flee.“Of what?” Betsy asked.She couldn’t imagine being afraid of kissing. She couldn’t wait to be kissed. In fact, her fear was that she’d be so enthusiastic that. My coat, tie and shirt came off and flew somewhere, Marilyn attacked my belt and had my pants and underwear slicked off almost before the top of my body was done. (Somewhere along the way, I'd lost my shoes. When the hell had that happened?)When I was as naked as she was (well, she still had the heels on), Marilyn plunged her mouth down over my hard cock.Ohhh, fuck! If I was worried about fucking around on my wife, it was too damn late! For years, I'd fantasized about what my best friend's wife.