About her family and how life in the Sanders household was for a young girl growing up. Michael listened carefully as he always did when she talked. H...e was amazed at what she told him about her early life and how deeply it affected her. He couldn't believe anyone could have been so repressed and so subjugated… how her parents could have crushed her spirit like this."Oh, Rose… I had no idea!" he said. "I mean I knew you were quiet and shy, but… damn!" he said, shaking his head. Then he took her. But once upon a time, the attraction was there… at least for me. But he was untouchable at the time. He was taken. And when I couldn’t have him, I settled on being his friend. In the end, it wasn’t settling. He was a wonderful friend, and he backed me up whenever I needed him. He was the greatest friend I could ever ask for. And he never asked for anything in return. ‘Where’d everyone gooo?’ He whined, noticing the empty house. ‘Everyone went home, Mike. Party’s over.’ My parents were away for. We swung our hips, oozing sexiness and walked through the casino area tothe elevators. I could see all male eyes on us, some women too. Some withenvy and some with jealousy. The lifts opened and Tammy pressed thebutton for the penthouse. Where did she have this kind of contact Iwondered. She worked in PR for a cosmetics company but sher neverdiscussed her line of work. I stood in shock trying to take in the day'sevents and how I was dressed. I had lived this out in my mind many times,but this. ..it was her lips and tongue, then another, it was her nipple, then another, strangely her fingers! This was followed shortly by a text saying, my pussy juice on my fingers..wrapped around your nice big hard cock x" Oddly enough, i getting quite turned on.I was about 10 minutes away and another sms, her foot, then another of her toes, and then another txt "my toes..covered in your spunk", wow was she horny tis morning. Two minutes from the door and another sms a close up of her wet, pink pussy.