He loved the dress she was wearing, it hugged her in all the right places. ‘You look stunning.’ Was that Luke’s voice? He didn’t recognize i...t, he sounded hoarse, his voice almost a whisper. He really had to get a hold of himself, he didn’t know what it was about Lacey that made his throat run dry every time he saw her. ‘You don’t look too bad yourself.’ She said. Lacey looked around at the resturant she didn’t even know was in her town until Luke had pulled his car up to it. It was small. I even massaged her ass and saw that she was wearing a thong and was dripping wet. Thoughts flooded into my mind and the boner grew again. I lay down beside her and she told me to suck her tits. I did so happily removing them from their corset trap. I kissed and sucked the nipples, lightly biting them and could feel how much she was enjoying it underneath me. I was squeezing her right nipple while I put my hand down to explore that wetness. It was shaved and very, very wet and sticky, making. Outside,” I say to her without looking back at Lauren.“Why don’t the two of you just enjoy these together and talk about the promotion you’re all but guaranteed now,” Jackie says as she pushes the two cups of coffee into my hand and starts walking down the hallway.I quickly turn and put the coffee cups on a table that’s just inside my front door so I can go after her. Her last comment hurt, but I also can’t let her leave my apartment in a huff like that.“Ems, leave it,” Lauren calls over as I. She could stay overnight at their place in Chatham and get back to Boston in time for work on Friday. They were a fun couple and the Wianno Club was a New England fixture that counted the Kennedys among its members; she couldn’t say no. It was only after she had accepted that she began to think about things other than turkey. Not only was Franco a flirt but she sensed that Irina’s interest in her was more than motherly. She was intrigued. The dinner was semi-formal; most of the men wore.