The Soviets were working on missile installations while the U.S. staff was planning. It was a good time to unwind and bond -- and work on our reverse ...honey traps.At brunch, I realized that Shelley had dressed a bit differently. Rather than her usual short skirts, she wore seemingly sprayed-on pants -- no, they were tights, and even semitransparent, with a center seam that emphasized a cameltoe and separated the cheeks of her ass. When she saw me noticing, she smiled and came close, speaking. He said "Damn, this is a FULLservice station. You guys sell everything good here don't you." Angelresponded "I'm NOT for sale here, but anyone can have me for FREE." It seemedthat all that ass fucking she had recently gotten did was to make her hornierbecause here she was now inviting another guy to fuck her some more. This guyreplied "What, you want to fuck me here & now or what?" Angel replied "I'mwilling to do it right here if you are." The clerk then said "I'm not too sureabout that though.. "As I gazed farther down my torso, I saw my shaved pussy, and full, round hips. I sighed, 'Not bad for my five-foot-four stature of mere hundred-ten pounds.'I went over to the closet, and ruffled through my clothing wondering what to wear. Mainly because I wanted to look casual so my parents wouldn't question my motives. Then it dawned on me, I could wear my one-piece jumper short outfit, and go commando. I could carry my panties in my purse, that way I could put them on before going home, and. Chapter 2It was the same day, and it was just the evening when I decided when I wanted to fuck the milf I lived with. She then called all of us to join her for dinner and pointed us to the table. The same table we had our first steamy session. I looked at her face as she was serving, she looked at me and bit her strawberry flavoured lips and released a sexy, slutty smile. I knew this bitch has now turned my way, and I was happy for her. “Keep the skirt on, you slut! The work has just begun!” I.