” “Listen Maggie,” Shelly preached. “You should really shave that golden little triangle of yours. Believe me Dan will appreciate it. And who ...knows maybe so will I.”“What do you mean by that,’ I challenged, still staring at her hairless crotch. It was like a magnet for my eyes. I wanted to touch the skin; I wanted to feel the softness; I wanted to spread the folds, I just kept staring. And then I thought … what the hell am I thinking? I shook my head. .“Well, I better go get you something to. I could feel her getting wet as I worked my tongue between her butt hole and pussy and before long I was rock solid, Lisa let out a soft moan as I held my cock to her hole and teased her lips with the head, I could hear the bed squeaking from above as I slowly inched into her wet hole, she moaned loudly as I pushed in right up to my balls and began to fuck her, slowly at first before building up a rhythm and I could feel her squeezing me with her cunt muscles. Her moans got louder the harder I. Then one day I had lunch scheduled with Jack, a client from out of town. That’s when I thought this might be something I could bring up and see if Mark was really serious. I had not seen him in over a year and remembered how good looking he was. The last time he was in town he tried to flirt with me but I kept the conversation very business like. I found myself that morning dressing very sexy, not in my usual conservative business suit but in a black pin striped, tight pencil skirt, dark. " Her voice has the cinnamon tones of the Caribbean Islands, and I could feel them calming me down. I blushed at the compliment and gave a smile back."Somebody is going to be mighty proud to have dinner with you tonight. How about a little cocktail to start the evening with a little sparkle?" That cinnamon voice wrapped me in its warmth and drove back my nerves. Before I could stop myself, I was nodding in agreement."Heavens, yes, I need one. Since this has a twenties vibe, is there a good.