I felt my own orgasm approaching and sped up my thrusts into your willing pussy.“I’m going to come,” I announce breathlessly.You look me in the ...ye as I fuck you deeply. “Come on my tits.” You tell me. “Shoot your spunk over my big tits”.This drives me over the edge and I barely manage to get my cock out of your pussy before I start to spurt long strings of come, some of which I do manage to get over your tits.Satisfied, I lay back onto the bed, a feeling of post coital relaxation. You snuggle. Instantly Julie said “you’re not wearing that are you, we’re not at work you know, that’s for tomorrow isn’t it?”, “Well All I’ve got is my jeans and top, I thought we were having a casual evening tonight!” I replied. Julie smiled “well lucky for you I bring clothes for every occasion, you can’t wear jeans in a place like this!” she went to the wardrobe and searched through a selection of dresses she’d hung in there. She pulled out a red short backless dress. “I can’t wear that! My tits will be. Taking a breath she did: ‘Talk to me tonight. Take the day off. I’ll be at your house at 7:00 p.m.’ There was no signature. No signature was needed. ************************************************** Straightening the flowers on her coffee table, Heather glanced at the clock. She’d been glancing at the damn clock since she got home from the office. After putting the bouquet of fragrant blossoms on her table she’d soaked in the tub for about an hour. Lying in the tub amongst the steaming aroma. . you’re dressed to kill today” and gave that smile (non-fake for sure), and I have to say I kind of fell for it. He immediately said, “Hey it’s too hot, can we walk and have some ice cream in the next block”. I took a step back immediately and said no thank you, as it was almost dismissal time. The very next day, he somehow caught me coming out of my apartment and he met me there.He brought back the ice cream thing claiming it was hot that day too. I was caught off guard and said okay without.