Joking how we had met here so often, that we had to start over again with the rooms. We undressed, carefully laying our clothes in neat piles on the f...rniture, looking at each other as we undressed. I must admit, I was still enamored with the dark ebony appendage hanging between Jim's legs, and the leathery looking balls accompanying it. Finishing undressing, we both moved to the bed, pulling the covers off. No sense pulling them aside, we both knew from our past activities that everything. Then on to her mid section, her beautiful curvy hips, then round the back was her small but pert arse.Then round the front again, her panties were still covering her pussy, teasing me as to what may come later on. Then finally, a long slender pair of legs that any man would have killed to have wrapped around his head.She stood there waiting for me to tell her what to do, I thought for a bit and then it hit me.I’d never had a girl masturbate for me before, but had always liked solo masturbation. He came down to dinner onthe veranda with a smile on his face and his hair brushed as shiny as Ihad ever seen it. He also had tucked his hair behind his ears with thehelp of what had to be bobby pins, pinned out of sight. He looked verynice, in a sexy, roguish fem sort of way. Not exactly fem, but almostpretty. I did not ask him about the goodies. I would let him talk to mewhen he felt like doing so. Or when I saw some of those goodies on hisbody.We talked, over wine for me and a Shirley Temple. "It was Friday morning and I'd just gotten back from the airport. I'd taken my fiancé, Benny, to the airport to catch his flight to Denver. He was going there on business. Benny is in line to take over one of the regional manager spots for Crawford International Exports. He'll be the youngest regional manager ever. It'll mean another big bump in his salary." We're supposed to be getting married at the beginning of next month. I've been working on the plans forever it seems like. Benny and I.