Oh so sexey.. what I would learn later was that this was all just part of her work attire. It took a few more days but I now realise That she was anti...ipating me, I want to be honest I was just a dumb k** at the time , she was playing me but oh so wonderfully and I am oh so thankful. she took her time wandering around the house and eventually went to the window turned around and opened the curtain more and stood there looking out was she waiting for me? Looking for me? She knew she was. Monica froze and gulped back the last of the wine. Going to the mirror, she smoothed down her plum dress and walked to the door in her stilettoes. She knew she looked good but felt jitters rush through her, I'm paying him, she thought, he just does the dick. Opening the door, Monica and Ethan came face to face, simultaneously gasping as each realized the situation. "Mama- I," Ethan stammered, "Is this the Lilac Suite?" "Why don't you come in, darling." Monica said quietly, walking back into the. I was very relieved. We had a nice dinner and at the end they guys went to the bathroom together, which I thought was very strange. (Only girls do that, right) When they came back Tom slid in next to me and Sam got in the booth with Stacy. We ordered more drinks and talked about a lot things other than sex. I felt Tom’s hand and my thigh creeping toward my pussy. I was pleased I'd worn a skirt. I spread my legs to give him access and his finger hit the spot. I looked at hubby, trying to tell. The more pressure he applied the hotter she felt. Another moan escaped her lips, she focused on her breath and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She could see small beads of sweat gathering random places on her skin. She was becoming sooo hot. He released her nipple and continued trailing his finger down, circling her belly button as she trembled beneath his hand. She was enjoying his hand, taunting, pawing, and fondling her while it headed south but she was overwhelmed with the urge.
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It was hot and moist to the touch, beads of sweat cascaded down her thigh as I massaged it. Pulling her skirt up, I revealed more of her sweaty flesh,
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