I have two years left on it, but the payments are really low.”“Five-speed or automatic?”“Five-speed, of course! Who drives an automatic?”I c...huckled, “You’d be surprised. I saw a Corvette with an automatic transmission not too long ago in Chicago.”“Why?”“My question exactly! Anyway, you could drive up whenever you want, stay for a few days, and talk with my wives and the other moms.”“Your live-in nannies, did they have their own room?”“Yes. It’s just off the kitchen with its own bathroom right. Then Irealized that he was nearly naked, too. He wore a white g-string andnothing else. He wasn't very tall, about my height. He looked like one ofthose male cologne models, rugged, with a bit of beard stubble and longblack hair that reached to his shoulders. He had a swimmer's body, themuscles long and well-defined, but not bulky like a bodybuilder."Hello, Chris," he said, and put the tray of food and drugs on the tablenext to the door."Who are you?"He smiled and folded his arms."I'm Jim. I am. I eagerly kissed her back, letting my hands roam across her back, arms, and stomach. I moved my hand to stroke her thigh once, but she firmly grabbed it and planted it back on her shoulder. I got the message: she was in charge tonight. That was fine with me. Soon after I tried to move my hand to her thigh, she started grinding herself on me. She then started to unbutton my shirt, which was already pretty wrinkled. I tentatively played with the zipper on her dress, and she didn’t stop me, so I. He glanced up at her, not being to help but think that Brandy had to be the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. Sipping on the wine, he couldn’t help but think how everything on her was sexy looking even down to her bare feet. He swallowed a bit before looking back up at her. ‘I’m sorry about your boyfriend,’ he said, not really sure what to say as his arm snaked along the back of the couch behind her. Brandy shrugged a bit, taking a small sip of the wine as her long legs crossed. Her bare.