Spike was onlythe second man she had been amorous with, but she was no virgin.She felt Spike's fingers caress her calf then trace the backseam of hers...tocking all the way up her thigh to the welt; she kissed him harder andwriggled in his lap, she loved having her legs played with. She gaspedin his mouth when his fingers slid along the front of her satin panties.She was getting wet, pre-seminal fluid leaking into her knickers and shecould feel Spike's cock throbbing against her bottom.Then a. After you had left, he disappeared for a few days. It is only recently that he turned up, and he is staying elsewhere. He wanted us to bring the painting to him, but I explained it was impossible, and he has agreed to come back. We are waiting for him," Garretti explained.It was a long wait. I went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich and some tea. I might as well be comfortable, while I was waiting. Twenty minutes later Mathew stepped from the middle of nowhere, into the room."Welcome. She bent over keeping her legs straight, and started untying the leather keds. Her position allowed me an incredible sight of her alluring tush in the taut cotton panties. Kay sat back down on the edge of the bed and kicked off the keds. She extended her leg in the air and slowly pealed off the sticky anklet socks exposing her perfect feet with sexy pink toenail polish.Lying back on the bed, Kay had one foot off the side, hanging about six inches off the ground."Kiss my foot." Kay said out. "So you think I should work toward a career in sports because competition is the only thing I really get excited about?" Can you tell me I'm wrong?" she challenged."Actually, I can barely think with you doing that," he said, trying to deflect the seriousness of the conversation. After a lengthy pause, he said and admitted "No, I can't say you're wrong."The problem is, competition has always been for enjoyment. I don't know if getting serious about it as a career would spoil the enjoyment," he.