Lola said, "I love what I've seen so far of your new place. Can you show me the rest of the house?"I took her to the basement and showed her the pile ...of stuff. She liked the kitchen, and I talked about what I wanted to do out in the garden. We went back through the dining room and living room. Then we went upstairs to see the den and the parlor. She liked the library, even though we didn't have that many books. There was one guest room on the second floor. On the third floor was my master. In those 2 hours, something happened that I thought would never happen in my life. As we were slow dancing at the end of the dance I felt her breasts hit my chest, that gave me a hard one down below. It almost seemed like she was doing it on purpose, every 30 seconds or so, she would push her breasts into my chest. At the end of the dance we kissed, not just any kiss, it was an embracement kiss. Seeming very pleased with that, she whispered in my ear "After this, let's go back to my place." In. An hour later I was ready. I was dressed in a tight grey sweater, a short (yet cute) black skirt, and nothing else. I opened my phone, tapped on Uber, and within ten minutes my ride was there. Three minutes later I arrived at Monkey Pants. I was late by at least thirty minutes. If my date was this late I would’ve left and sent him or her a plethora of nasty texts, but I didn’t give Chuck my number. Plus I knew how bad he wanted me, and he’d wait until last call for me to get there.As I entered. The other girls in the kitchen giggled because they all knew he was not interested in potatoes or carrots but only in poking Running Beaver’s pretty buttocks. She was not much to look at above the chin, but she had the most beautiful heart-shaped backside and a sphincter that was like a tight lasso around a mustang’s neck. Besides, she made the most endearing little whimpers when he was giving it to her hot and heavy and he was more than pleased with her submissive attitude in sexual.