She did not mind doing it either. God, the girl has nice, nice tits he thought. Angela finally came home. They all talked. Angela thanked him and the two hugged and Spencer headed home. Once home, he called her and asked her about her going out of town. “Did Becki mention that?” she asked. He said yes. “Well yes, I am going out of town next week. Why do you ask?” “Did you need help entertaining her?” he said. “If she feels she does then yes I do, maybe.” She did of course. Becki wanted to be “entertained” and she felt Spencer’s help would be perfect. Spencer agreed to it and he also agreed to spend the night at Angela’s. Hmmm, thought Angela. What would happen if he stayed over? She knew that answer and seeing as she did she had to live with it. “Now Spencer, no funny business,” Angela told him before she patted his ass. “I know you and you know that I do. Be a good guy and please don’t fool around, okay?” “Me, ohhh come on now. I would never do that” he teased. Yes, she did know. Her tears dripped down her face and onto her breast."Well, Mrs. Stephenson, I'm finished with my dessert, now it's time for yours." Jenn turned; put the now empty tray on the fireplace mantel and turned to face Marcel. She couldn't help but cross her hands helplessly over her breasts in nervousness. Marcel extended his arm towards her and wagged his finger for her to approach him.The few steps it took to close the distance took so long, her boots made no noise. Maybe her heart was pounding so hard neither she or Joe heard her boots.The room was silent except for the water recycling through the fish tank. Jenn stood before him; naked except for her wire rimmed glasses, her boots, her grey silk stockings and double strand of pearls that hung almost to her belly button. They jingled slightly; telegraphing her humiliation and embarrassment.The three men had had their close look at her. Jenn, in some strange moment of insanity had shaved. She had a narrowed "landing strip above her cleft..
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