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"No, wait, I don't mean sleep with you, I mean share your bed. No, I don't mean that either." Sara is flustered and having an unusually difficult time expressing herself. "That's still not right, because I kind of do. Oh dear. Can I start over?" she asks. Sara takes a deep calming breath. "I'm sure your home is lovely and I'd be honored to be your guest there." I'd love to have you." Carol replies."Thank you, that's very generous. Very generous. Are you always this nice to people you just met?" Sara asks."I see great potential in you, Sara." Carol answers.Sara blushes. "Thank you, Carol." Sara says finally."Let me guess about your 'playtime' preferences." Carol continues. "You've been with men before and have enjoyed some of it tremendously, but not nearly as often as you might like. You've not yet been with another woman but you think about it often. You're thinking about it right now, in fact."Carol was uncannily correct. Sara simply nods. She's not yet comfortable. The humidity was very high, a light sheen of moisture glistened on my tee shirted arms and the often glanced at valley of her chest. She made repeated trips up the stairs to replenish the laundry basket this enabled numerous opportunities to glance up her dress. The click of her heels, the whisper of tan nylon and the toned flesh just above the dark nylon tops. My brief military shorts were soon divulging my desire.My predicament did not go unnoticed, her already merry eyes twinkled with amusement and a little something more. I was soon to notice that a fourth button had been opened at the top her dress, the thin material of her brassiere now plainly showed the outline of her erect nipples. Often in the course of folding the laundry she would brush up against me, often pressing her body against my back. Finally working up enough nerve I turned to face her, rather than stepping back I found her looking up in my eyes as she pressed into me. Not a word was spoken as her right-hand came.
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