Now you go to your Christmas party and you knock 'em dead!" Annie said. "Thank you, Annie, thank you for everything. I will!" Lacy said as she left to... go home.Soon it was time to get dressed and ready to head to the hotel for the party. Lacy put on her skimpy red bikini panties and her best pair of dark brown thigh-top stockings.She thought about wearing a bra but with the deep plunging front (it dipped down nearly to her navel) she thought a bra wouldn't work. Besides, she thought a little. .. rumors?" Just so," the man agreed with a shrug. "I've long wanted to make your acquaintance." Why?" Pure selfishness, I assure you," he said with a smile. "Just sitting here is a pleasure for me." I'm not beautiful." Eva uncrossed her legs, spreading them slightly as she played the pistol along the inside of right thigh."Beauty is so often boring," Kurt wrinkled his nose playfully. "We expect too little of it and we're rarely disappointed, don't you think?" Do you want me to disappoint you?". Oh the sex... was frustrating at best. For her, she was married to a selfish lover. Not having felt a climax from love making in months, and even those were, at best, accidental. He would mount her.... fucked her until he came then roll over and go to sleep, with absolutely no consideration for her needs, her wants, her desires or fantasies. There she was, left with an itch to scratch on her own. Oh, make no mistake about it. She would cum, but only at her own hand.For him, his wife was. Now she was on her own. She raised her eyebrows as the driver told her the fare—was travelling to Croydon really that expensive? Maybe she should have taken the car after all, but then she’d have been worried about traffic, getting lost, being late. Still, there was no way Sandra Wilson would allow her to claim that amount on her expenses. Not unless she came up with something useful… The clean white foyer was surprisingly empty, with only a directional sign indicating the location of the.