After lunch, Wendy presented a freshly printed contract for our review. Not having had the opportunity to see it, I
gay first time sex videos was furious. Glaring at her, I attempted to convey my discontent with her presumption that what she had prepared would be acceptable, to the Bresdons, to me.
To my surprise, the agreement was simple and straight forward with plenty of latitude for changes as the seasons changed
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gay first time sex videos, plugged in tentative quantities and worked out a flexible delivery schedule. Within two hours the contract was ready to sign. Wendy distributed copies to each of
gay first time sex videos us, placing mine and her copy in the expensive briefcase she always carried.
We had finished early and had several hours of daylight to explore the area. The
Bresdons wanted us to come back to have dinner with them but we made some excuse, not revealing that we had reserved a room at a local motel. We spent the rest of the day
touring the area. This was only the second time Wendy and I had been together, outside of her apartment. Thanksgiving with Marcie didn’t really count.
“Can you pick up some things for me at the drug store? I forgot to bring shampoo.” Wendy said as soon as we got to the room.
“I brought some,” I said, not wanting to leave her.
“I need some other things, here’s a list,” she said, handing
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“Okay, I’ll walk, it’s just up the street,” I agreed, thinking the walk would do me good. I had eaten more than usual a nearby restaurant.
“No, take the car, that way you won’t be gone so long,” she reasoned.
The drugstore was only three blocks away. Puzzled, I took the car keys, wondering, ‘what’s the rush?’
I saw it as soon as I open the car door and the overhead light went on. A green silk scarf, folded in half, lay on the seat.
At the drug store I took a shopping basket and unfolded the paper that she had given me. It was a short list: Shampoo! No brand name. I replaced the shopping basket and left the store.
Stepping inside the motel room I was not surprised to see her standing in front of the bed. She wore the dress that we had used to re-enact the night with Mrs. P., the one with thirteen buttons down the front. Naturally, the front of the dress was open and I could see that Wendy had nothing else on. She took the scarf from me and tossed it to the side, a flirtatious grin on her face. I must have had a foolish grin on my face, knowing what was going to take place.
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