David looked over at Cathie as she was typing something quite speedily into her computer. Seeing her stop typing with one final stroke of the mouse Da...vid noticed that what she was typing was actually a message to him. The message she had sent to him read as the following, ‘East stair well, five minutes, don’t make me wait.’ ‘Good to know.’ David thought aloud as he caught his lovely coworker’s livid emerald glance when he lifted his head from the screen. He slouched back in his. After taking off my t-shirt and my jeans, I felt the vulnerability of being outside in just my underwear, but also a thrill at the thought of how sexy this felt. I walked around the pool, feeling the breeze on my exposed skin, but starting to also feel a little constrained by my bra, I reached behind an unclasped it, let it down off my shoulders and slid it down my arms, releasing my boobs from their prison. It felt so good, I rubbed my hands over them, enjoying the sensations. My nipples were. So what the Hell, we tried it! (We tried fucking on our own only once, though we did TRY!) We had help the second time!! I will tell all in a moment... Is there a point here? Perhaps to make an excuse for our ongoing inept amateur attempts at finding our erotic comfort zones... the various sexual things we did over a period of about four years made it seem acceptable. (O.K. for us at least, if not for anyone else. Read for yourself and decide how you would have handled similar situations. I. She loved to flirt with anyone she even remotely fancied, and given the fact she was bisexual happened quite often. Her boyfriend of 2 years could barely keep up with her sex drive, not to mention the extensive body modifications that Cindy had paid for, which in this era was several orders of magnitude more advanced than the comparably primitive 'plastic surgery' of the late 20th and early 21st century. Among others, Cindy was very proud of her face lifts, lip injections, breast enhancements,.