”Now gracefully gliding her fingers over his hard, hairless chest, “Danny, I love you as much as I love anyone, as you already know.”Danny wraps... his arms tightly around Kandi, feeling the warmth of her firm breasts against his eager chest. She squeezes his well-tanned butt, pulling his most precious parts snuggly against her abdomen. Instinctively, he thrusts forward, as if he found her inner depths. She massages his shapely cheeks down to the bone. In the cool brisk breeze, he continues to. " What if I asked you to ... dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "Seems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She unbuttoned her cardigan and then crawled on the floor to mop up the spilled coffee. "You know, no one has ever asked me do anything like this. It seems kind of pointless. Who would get pleasure out of asking something. One morning, having taken her home after swimming, I turned to give her the regular goodbye kiss as I was about to leave. We kissed and, somehow, the kiss lingered just a bit longer than it perhaps should have done. We looked at each other and kissed again – and again. That too became a more regular occurrence – all quite innocent though. Then, over Christmas, we visited some relatives for a f****y gathering. We played cards and I found myself sitting on the floor facing Doreen. She was sitting. I think she enjoyed her little game. I hated it.Tasha was not only a head spinner, but she was also very provocative. No young woman walks slowly past a guy’s cubicle, greets him with a smile and a wink, and then saunters off like nothing happened.Tasha glanced back towards my cubicle and I pretended to be hard at work. I could tell she was anxious to go, or so it seemed. I watched as Tasha sauntered to the front door of our offices and silently latched the deadbolt. I pretended like I was.