‘She’s not here Darren. I am.’ Andrea began to trail kisses down Darren’s neck. He could feel her nice supple lips brushing on his skin drivin...g him wild! Her tongue bathed him and he felt his eyes close never have enjoyed a woman’s touch so much until now. He felt her tug at his shirt until every button came undone. His chest was now bare and her hungry mouth began to kiss it and lick it. Her long dark hair traveled down his body as she got on her knees in front of him. She looked up at him. So we had that like one another connection. I helped her connect with my mom which helped her in the marriage. She saw me as her best friend and used to chat daily. Even after marriage, she used to take care of me when I fell ill, as mom was busy with her work. We used to go out a lot, as my bro is not always here. I took her out a lot. I used to share my girlfriend stuff. She actually helped me through my breakup. So we became more close. The daily routine was shared for both of us. After. Tell me: Are all ofyour other dresses of the maid variety?" All but this one, ," I said. "I don't really need regular dresses formy tryout, do I?" I think you do," he said. "You're going to want to style your hairsoon, and you may have to run out somewhere for a quick dinner or anerrand. It's easier to put on a dress than to take off you makeup andwear a baseball cap. You know?"I thought for a minute. "I guess you're right," I said."So how is Cynthia taking this? She's a colleague, you know." I. Why, what’s up?”“Nothing, I was just asking. Can you get me a cup of coffee please?”There it is, you see – my sister always asks me to make her a cup of coffee. This one will be special – I know a guy who knows a guy who gave me something which will make my sister a lot more open to this idea. We’ll find out. “Sure, I was already making myself some. I’ll bring it up to your room.”“No, no, I’ll come to the lounge. I want to watch tv.”I shrug and she follows me downstairs. I’m excited and nervous.