I don't know. You're a beautiful, _very_ sexy woman. But you'rereally Dennis Stahler, my best friend. Only... only Denny's a _guy_.We've played on ...the same league basketball team, gone rock climbing...chased _and_ bedded women together. I'm straight - we're _both_ straight;how can I be in love with you?"She took a step towards him. "Prove it, then. Kiss me." Are you crazy, Denny? I can't kiss you." Sure you can. You kissed me often enough when your folks were watching." That was for. Though the studios tried to keep it under wraps, her promiscuity always made the headlines of the supermarket rag magazines.Sitting next to her was the multi-billionaire, Mark Wilson. He made his fortune in electronics, following in the footsteps of his mentor, Bill Gates in the late eighties. He was a natural wizard when it came to anything electronic. Despite his being behind a desk most of his life, he still managed to keep trim with a strict regimen of exercise. He was taking this. Out in the hall where there were no windows, especially windows that still had no curtains like mine, my back was pressed against the door, my eyes squeezed closed, it was almost as though the storm didn't exist. I couldn't see the lightning and the thunder was a faded murmuring. I tried to relax a little. The door to 306 opened. “Hey!” I looked up to see Mark looking down at me, amusement in those deep eyes. “Locked out?” I couldn't help but smile, sheepish. I must have looked pretty. I quickly entered her flat and was decent fully furnished with a l shaped sofa. She immediately closed the door and asked me to sit.We both were very happy and we were talking and in the mean time I was observing her body and boobs ..Guys she is such a hot chick now after marriage. She caught me couple of times but didn’t say anything but smiling naughty.She showed me her flat and I was following her and enjoying her ass moments while walking. After marriage she got her boobs bulged and her ass.