“I had to leave my panties on when I tried it on,” she said. “I didn’t think about how it would be different without them.”“Just shave thi...gs a bit down there. Problem solved,” he said.“I didn’t even start shaving my arm pits and legs until I got to college,” she moaned. “I’ll cut myself to ribbons.”“Never fear,” he said, striking a pose. “I will help you.”“Will you really?”“I’ve done a lot of shaving,” he said. “I’m good at it.”“Have you shaved women ... there?” she asked.“It’s no different. Care if I have your number or email to send it?”I shrugged in response, figuring there was no harm in it. After rattling off my phone number, Nick nodded.“Alright, it’s sent. Check it out later, when you have the chance. I think you’ll find it interesting.”I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, but the battery was still really low, so I figured I’d just ask about it instead.“What’s the article about?” I wondered, trying to sound casual.Nick leaned his arm against the car, seeming to relax as he. Ginnie felt the same old excitement take hold of her as they approached the front door. Within moments, she knew she might be in the arms of some complete stranger, and her indestructible young pussy trembled moistly up between her thighs at the thought of it. She almost forgot about Jim's strange mood as they rang the doorbell."Is this where the flower people are?" she asked, immediately, using the code words to establish them immediately as insiders. Jim snorted beside her."Sure thing, honey,. .”But she didn’t move away or try to block my hands. Slowly, my co-worker’s voice got feeble and now she was closing her eyes and enjoying it.I progressed towards her boobs and gently moved my fingers over the dress on her nipple area. Her breathing became faster and moans got louder. I squeezed my colleague’s boobs firmly and started playing with them.Anupama was holding my hands and moaning my name. I slowly put my hands under her bra and started pressing her nipples with my index finger and.