"Well that changes everything. I can be really bad and do some good at the same time. I can not believe I am doing this. I hope you don't think I am a... slut,this is so unlike me. I mean I have only had sex with two men in my whole life. Come over here and lets get you all fixed up." She said as she lead me to the bed. Mrs. Thomas sat on the edge of the bed then laid back and spread her legs wide. "Here you go, slide in there and get your "V" card stamped." Mrs. Thomas said as she spread her. He pulled out of my mouth, his pre-cum and my saliva all over him. I realized I still had my mouth open begging for more slightly drooling at the sight of the stream of fluid from my mouth to his throbbing cock. He had stopped to look at the chair on the other side of the desk. My phone started to ring. He had left my coat on the chair when he ripped my clothes from me. We both looked up at my coat illuminating and vibrating. It stopped ringing. I remembered suddenly how I had called my. “I like the cut of it but not the colour. You want to make a statement when you enter the party.” Was my reply. Black is a safe colour but you should be bold at least for once. You are a beautiful woman who doesn’t know it or hasn’t been told often enough. With that she asked the assistant to bring the dress in red.Turned out that they had none in that colour so the assistant brought a silk dress, low cut at the front and back and tight fitting. After passing it in, she withdrew. Now I helped. We swam out further, some of the waves were quite high, ideal for body surfing.“Do you body surf?” I asked, being an NYC girl, she might not know how.“Not really, will you teach me?”I showed Ronda how to catch a wave. It wasn't long and she was keeping up with me. We surfed for maybe a half an hour before we left the water.“How about breakfast? I asked her. “I'm starved now.”“Sounds good, that was a good workout and I'm hungry too.”We gathered up our belongings and headed up to the street.