She leaned back in her chair and glanced over at the bar, a small smirk appeared on her face and when I looked over at the bar myself, I saw what she ...was smirking at.Stephanie was a career girl, not a home girl. She wasn’t married and didn’t have kids. I didn’t have either of those things either, but Mom always said that at Steph’s age, she should have a kid and be in a happy marriage. Like she was, for all the good it her.Stephanie always dressed to impressed, and when. She couldn’t help comparing what she was wearing, how she looked in her red dress, with other women. Laura knew what she would have worn. She had several nice dresses for this crowd. None compared to the red dress she wore tonight. Laura knew she looked stunning, and again thought of her husband’s taste and judgment. I’ll make sure he gets a reward, she thought. Greg made a point to seek out Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs. Both Laura and Greg complimented the lady who was one of the key organizers. Laura. Just wash me, please.’ Stan smiled, leaned forward and kissed her, lovingly. He said, ‘Certainly, my princess. Anything you desire.’ He dropped to his knees in the stall, soaping up her legs. He gestured with his hand and said simply ‘Turn!’ so she did, placing her hands flat against the wall of the shower. Stan washed the backs of her legs, her thighs and then moved up to the curves of her ass. He didn’t linger overlong there, moving further up to the small of her back. ‘Damn!’ thought Denise,. Standing before me, bare chested, was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He had a rippled chest, muscular arms, short black cropped hair, hazel brown eyes, olive skin, and the loveliest smile I'd ever seen."W-who are you?" I managed to say."You're dream man, babe. Someone good but also someone very dangerous, to say the least," he said. He had the silkiest of voices.I sneered, "Someone's a bit sure of themselves, aren't they?" He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him so our bodies.