The man on her left was bearded and she hated the thought of his face between her legs rubbing his scratchy hair all over her sensitive pussy and priv...ate areas which she usually kept absolutely free of all hair. Of course, she had to go to the spa for the treatments but the woman that took care of her gave her a nice lick to go along with the treatment and she loved the feeling of the soft female tongue down there where her hair was shaved right down to the skin and she was as smooth as a. The door opened and Tamara entered wrapped in her towel. "Hey, big boy. Are you ready for me?" Of course I am, are you alone?" Do you want me to be?" Yes, I do want you to be alone. I want to make love you tonight." Hmmm... that's my honey. I want you to make love to me, too."She turned off the light and climbed into bed. Our lips met with a passion I could only have dreamt about before meeting her. We melded into each other's body and spent time exploring each other. I don't know when we. I left it at that for a while.As we entered my home suburb she seemed to come out of it a bit. "Oh, Mr Walker," she began.This odd formality made me smile. "Don't you think you should call me James?"She giggled. "Yes. Thank you, James. Thank you for everything. To think we've worked together all this time and I never knew! Where, where, did you learn to shag like that?" Well," I replied sort-of truthfully, "it's just a gift." A gift? You're telling me! Mr Walker — sorry, James — I know a lot of. What she was seeing in him Davecouldn't fathom, but he wasn't complaining.Things were going great, andDave loved it when a plan came together.Kathy left for the kitchen and brought out two glasses of the wine hebrought, and sat down next to him on the couch. They laughed and talkedabout little nothings, and as Dave drank his first sip of wine, hethought about his first mistake...the wine was horrible! Thank god Kathyhadn't sipped hers yet, Dave had to get her to...Jesus it was hot inhere, he.