Deirdre's eyes widened a little when she saw him. He was only wearing shorts and his chest showed a growth of black hair. So did his legs. He was not ...so much muscular but sinewy. Most importantly he was the exact opposite of the steroid-inflated, shaven bodies of the Montalban brothers, her only other reference as far as men went. She set down the coffee and the bagels and tentatively reached out with her right hand to feel Joey's chest hair. He stood stock still while she played with the short. I use to stay in a rented flat in an apartment. My neighbor was a girl; she also stay alone like me and working in some company. I used to stare at her; u know she was really hot girl with 34 28 34 figure and looks very sexy one day I got chance to talk to her in lift that day she told her name is Anusha after that we use to smile and wish when we got faced each other. For my luck there was a festival holidays for 5days I am not in mood to go home because my parents are out of station so no use. Other than their drab sex life there were no other indications. Besides, he was a supportive husband and father.Rob, however, seemed to be getting what he wanted while Gwen ached for more.As a result she had begun to wonder if this was all life had to offer.Gwendolyn Morrow was thirty-seven, wife and mother of Daniel, their seventeen year old son. Everyone called her Gwen which somehow seemed more apt for a woman who stood only 4’9”. She was pretty, if not gorgeous, a pleasant face, short black. I drank all of her juice. We kissed for 5 minutes. Then I lifted her up and took her to the bedroom. She took off my t-shirt and my vest. She kissed and licked my nipples and my chest. My turn was next. I removed her pink yoga pants but didn’t touch her t-shirt or her black panty(to make her more desperate). I started to lick her ankles and tickle her foot. She had flesh in the right place. I kept licking and kissing each and every part of her leg. She was aroused and tried to remove her shirt..