"Pull my panties all the way off..." Without lifting her head or looking at me, she slipped them off my knees and let them drop to my ankles. "Taste m...e..." I whispered, barely able to let the words escape past the choking power of the rush of exhilaration I felt. Abigail's tongue came out of her mouth and for the first time I felt it's wet warmth pass over my clit. "Ohhhhhhhhh, my god..." the words come out like a plea, and entreaty to the immensity of what I felt when she licked me there. With. He was a big guy who stood about 6`2” feet. He was hairy and had a wild look in his eyes. I was scared of him at the first instance. I am only 5`4” and he scared the daylights out of me. He told me to sing and dance. I tried my best but was pretty stiff with fear. He asked me several questions regarding me and my family. He then told me to take off my Tshirt and dance to the music. He played a cheesy number on his stereo. When I took my tshirt off, his eyes lit up. He was staring at my nipples. . sure enough, there was my "date" sitting across the room. Did I say "it must have been love" yet? Yea, I did didn't I. Suck me! Get this... I fucking married her. Skip ahead some years, you know... the ones after the first 10 years of pure frigid ice that I chisled away at. Of course that's when all the hot babes were dropping their phone numbers and addresses onto my desk at my office, or into my truck window. All the offers I ignored because I just wanted one thing... HER! How many times. I stood up and headed inside. I went into my room and got ready for work, putting on a black pushup bra, a black thong and an sweater and jeans. I packed my bag with a tight school girl outfit, and leather boots. I said bye to Tyler, who was now pretending he was watching tv the whole time.I never really got into dancing that day. I mean my body and moves were there, which was all I needed to make a good days pay, but my mind was on Tyler.How much further could I take this?I wanted to take it.