“Mmmm… you smell good”, he said. I giggled. “I smell good all over!”, I responded. “That’s something I need to find out!”, he said. He... pushed me gently back on to the couch and beginning at my neck he began to breathe me deeply in, exploring every exposed inch of my skin. I could feel his hot breath on me as he moved his face down my body, savoring my smell. As he passed my pussy, I heard him take an extra deep breath before moving to the bare skin of my legs. As he reached my ankles, he said. Benni left the documents and went home and finished a half bottle of whisky, once again putting himself ‘off whisky for life’. At the weekend he received a phone call from Martha McKenzie who also spoke on behalf of her sister. Two months later Benni was guest of honor at the opening of their new store – they had gone ahead with Benni’s recommendations. The sisters’ haberdashery went down one side of the store while the centre and other side of the premises were occupied by women’s fashion. When we finnaly pulled into her apartment complex and got out of the car, and after we ate, we went straight into her room and she locked the door. She turned on the TV to Cartoon Network and we sat for a good hour watching and laughing. I kept looking her up and down when she was laughing, I just couldnt stop myself from admiring her body. Eventually she got up from her bed and started undressing. My panties instantly moistened to the view of her body. The softest brown skin and delicate hands. Suddenly a nasty idea occurred to me and I placed one leg over her leg. There was no expression on her face at all. Then I tried to press my leg over hers and went on to encircle her leg tightly between my legs. But to my utter shock or confusion there wasn’t a slightest expression on her face. This whole thing repeated again next day and next and next. To utterly confuse me, other than these short 10 minutes everyday she would maintain a very professional distance. Rather she started.