She appreciated that he didn’t swoon like a fan-boy when he saw her. Now she realized that he didn’t recognize her at all – and that he didn’t... consider this a date. So the sundress had to go. She decided that the thong had to go, too. She slid it down her thighs and kicked it over toward the bed. Nude, she searched through her suitcase and pulled out a pair of low-cut boyshorts and a matching bra.There would be no harm in jerking the guy around. She might let him know who she was after she got. As Stacy sipped her wine and watched the opening credits, she casually reached over and began to lightly stoke Sam’s already hard cock. It was every bit as big as Nelson had suspected. At least 7 inches, and fat.The movie began with three couples sitting around a dinner table when a maid walked in with drinks. All she was wearing was a tiny apron, and her tits were swinging back and forth as she distributed drinks. Sam made a comment about Stacy’s tits and cupped one of them and she smiled. I thought nothing could be better than this most sexually powerful feeling, until the day I was sucking him and he held my head down firmly while he spurted into my mouth. The warm liquid sliding over my tongue and filling my cheeks, forcing its way down and out of the corner of my lips. I never, ever, had a gag reflex. I bobbed my head up and down, releasing his cum to dribble back down his cock and didn't stop until he eased the pressure on my head and stopped me. "Too sensitive" he said. . I pushed those bad thoughts aside. I don't want thoughts; I only want feelings!Standing naked in my room, I considered what to wear. A short skirt with no panties? Stylish, tight jeans? Outrageously short pants? I did own them all, and more. Teasing boys passively was how I sublimated my sexuality. I even pushed the limit of propriety at work and was semi-officially warned about it once. At the small engineering company, I was the only girl besides my friend and confidante, the secretary. She.