But I am getting tired of waiting for the cute executive to ask me out. And it is getting closer to true summer, and my studio apartment is starting t...o hit the triple digits temperature wise. The safe with eight thousand in it is weighting down on my conscious. Today my name is Brenda. I’m a waitress in a major restaurant chain, and I usually wear my long red hair in a braid down my back. My green eyes make me look Irish next to the bright red bangs, and at least three customers each afternoon. " I knew what she loved and I crawled towards her, then I rose upand knelt before her knees. I pushed up her black mini skirt to revealher mauve satin panties, full cut panties covering her pussy and herbottom. I felt the softness and rubbed my fingers on her panties feelingher pussy underneath. She leaned back and put her head back and armsoutstretched on the couch. "Mmm yes baby that is so good." I leaned myhead forward and pushed my face on to her panties and slowly rubbed mylips and nose. We decide that the sex was so good that with each upcoming conference, we will make sure we will get together at least two or three times. It’s starting to get late; we finish the second bottle of wine. We embrace at the doorway and I give her another passionate kiss, making my way back to my own room. It was an experience of a lifetime, and a sex life that I desire, but at what cost? The thoughts of that night are etched in my memory and I find myself going back and retracing the delicious. ‘Suck on them baby,’ Shirley sighed. ‘Taste my cum. It’s good, huh?’ ‘Umm, mother,’ came the girls reply. ‘You want to eat your mother’s pussy now, don’t you baby?’ ‘Oh god, yes,’ Dorothy replied. Shirley pushed her daughter’s head down toward her bosom. ‘Then get started then.’ Dorothy’s lips found her mother’s nipples and she sucked them into her mouth. She almost felt like she was an infant again. But it was different this time, as their bodies became heated with an intensity Dorothy had.