She really was my physical ideal. Not the ideal woman maybe. She was more like the ideal of a Grecian sculpture. I've been in museums and nearly run m...y hands over some classical sculpture. You just want to run your hands over it and appreciate the physicality, the existence of something so perfect.That night, I dreamt about her. In the dream I talked to her and invited her to lunch. We met and hit it off. I called work and said I wasn't coming back. She invited me over to her place. Her. I ogled her body. I ogled and imagined. My thoughts were of milk chocolate and caramel. I envisioned chocolate skin intertwined with Angie’s caramel toned flesh, desire exploded as a new fount of arousal spewed and heated my delicious pussy. A thought hit me – Rob was right. Guilt riddled my mind and left me a little despondent. Until… “Hey, Coco, what’s up?” “You, Ang. Would you like a swim?” “Hmm, you know, what I’m wearing I didn’t buy for swimming.” “Oh, so yo' ass can talk and tease now,. Which even at that time seemed fishy, but I begged mamma to let me go. I was shocked when she said yes but I was still grounded for the rest of the weekend. Grounded? Yes, I could go with them? What luck! Jay and I were close likebrother (him being 15 years older than I) we talked about everything that had to do with sex. And this time did I have questions.When we got into his car, I told him about what happened on the bus with Jenny and how it made me feel. I wad a little nervious at first. Having driven a good few hundred miles Paulette decided that it was time to stop for the night and went and booked in to the Motel that she had found over the Internet that was on her route, with it still being early in the afternoon and feeling hot and sweaty from the journey Paulette decided to shower and change before going for something to eat and do a little shopping. Opening her suitcase Paulette saw on top that she had packed her favourite Vibrator, smiling to herself she undressed and.