The first time he ran his hand over my breast, I thought lightning had struck me. I have never felt like that before. Pretty soon, he slipped his hand...under my skirt and began playing in my privates. It felt so good that I did not want to stop him, even though I knew that I should. He asked me if I would play with him and I told him I didn't know what to do. He pushed his pants to his knees and his penis was standing straight up. I was afraid to touch it, but he guided my head to it and told me. Had that new car smell, too. She helped him put over five hundred dollars of lingerie in the trunk. What was he going to do with all of this? The thought shot across her mind that he employed a whole stable of models. "All in one size?" she wondered, incredulously. Aloud, she said, as nonchalantly as possible, "So . . . where to, now?"This slender, remarkable cutie (with the key to a Mercedes) grinned at her. It was a friendly grin, a faintly conspiratorial smile with just the slightest trace. The rest of the time I was setting up for the upcoming eventAll I could think about was the young Goddess. At 6:30 I had grown tired from setting in my room with nothingTo do I made my way down to the bar. Happy hours specialsWere going and plus it was kind of empty. Fifteen minutes later PaulaWalked in the bar, she had on a pair of tight and short blue jeans,With a pink shirt, she had a big bow in her long jet black hair.My God she had to be the closest thing to a living angel.She began to. Jerry had brought some beer and crystal with him as he would get up and go to kitchen table carrying a bottle of beer and cut out some lines. We had louvered blinds that were partially open that allowed me a clear view from my location just outside my master bedroom where I was hidden from anyone's view. Then all of a sudden my Ex-wife gets up from the couch and comes into the bedroom. The next thing I see is her remove all her clothes, spray some perfume on and check her make up and put on her.