Why hadn’t she called or picked up her phone?
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Melinda sat in the sun, her large breasts on display and attracting the attention of all the men poolside. She was propped up, opening and closing her legs, giving little sneak peeks of her sweet spot. Again attracting a LOT of attention. Every so often she would lift her triangle top to check on her tan and expose herself quite shamelessly. The men delighted in this and she smirked knowingly.
Tracey was so tired of men learing at Melinda. Her frustration was two fold, first off, Melinda was HER lady, men did not have the right to stare but they did anyway. Secondly, why did Melinda always crave so much attention from men? If she were truly happy she would not need to always be the center of attention in a sexual way.
Tracey did have choices. She’s always been an attractive girl but just never seemed very feminine or of interest to the opposite sex. That had never been a problem as she much preferred the company of pretty ladies. Tracey decided she’d give them a bit of a show so she moved in for a kiss. Melinda seemed in the mood and they tongue kissed for a second before Tracey whispered to her, “let’s go upstairs”.
When they got in the room, Melinda took out her earbuds from her iphone. The music blared out of it and Melinda started a sexy strip tease.
Tracey took a seat to enjoy. Melinda started off doing her peek-a-boob trick from the pool. She kept her top on and gave a little peek on her bottom. Her bikini line was perfect, petite and well kept. She didn’t waste too much time and showed off all her orifices. Bent over the dresser, she fondled herself from behind, beckoning Tracey to come over and satisfy her orally which Tracey was happy to oblige. Melinda was so tight and light pink, she was a beauty in every way. She did like to get to the business early on. She wasn’t one to linger on a thought for too long. When she came she’d growl and grunt like a wild animal. She tended to be a selfish lover but every once in a while she could surprise and be a lustful but considerate partner. After so many years together it was easy to understand each other’s moods and preferences.
---
Tracey left the room late in the night when she was sure Melinda was asleep. Melinda was a cool girl but she could not handle certain types of information. It was best this way, she’d be less nervous and not attract unnecessary attention.
---
The day dragged on like so many others. Another short shift at work. Another quick take-out dinner, her only meal of the day. Tomorrow was pay day which was good news since rent was due. Chloreene got lucky to live in an owner-occupied building where she could just hand in her rent in cash on the day it was due. So many of her friends had to send in checks always wondering if that check would clear in time.
As she walked up the flights of stairs, she said hello to every tenant that had a door open. Seemed everyone liked to keep their doors open and have fans blowing the air through their apartments this time of year.
One of the perks of living on the top floor was a little more privacy from passersby. When Chloreene was unlocking her two heavy locks, Mrs. Munoz peeked out her door curiously. She motioned for Chloreene to come in but Chloreene did not want to. It had been a long day with a lonely night ahead and Chloreene did not feel like answering any questions.
Mrs. Munoz got up from her chair and got in Chloreene’s face. “Where you go this summer?” Mrs. Munoz spoke in broken English and would be hard to understand for many people but not for Chloreene. She was used to her and vice-versa.
“I’m not going anywhere Mrs. Munoz. There’s some time to think about it though. I have a few months ahead of me.”
“Oh. You should go somewhere. So young. When are you getting married?” Mrs. Munoz
---
Melinda sat in the sun, her large breasts on display and attracting the attention of all the men poolside. She was propped up, opening and closing her legs, giving little sneak peeks of her sweet spot. Again attracting a LOT of attention. Every so often she would lift her triangle top to check on her tan and expose herself quite shamelessly. The men delighted in this and she smirked knowingly.
Tracey was so tired of men learing at Melinda. Her frustration was two fold, first off, Melinda was HER lady, men did not have the right to stare but they did anyway. Secondly, why did Melinda always crave so much attention from men? If she were truly happy she would not need to always be the center of attention in a sexual way.
Tracey did have choices. She’s always been an attractive girl but just never seemed very feminine or of interest to the opposite sex. That had never been a problem as she much preferred the company of pretty ladies. Tracey decided she’d give them a bit of a show so she moved in for a kiss. Melinda seemed in the mood and they tongue kissed for a second before Tracey whispered to her, “let’s go upstairs”.
When they got in the room, Melinda took out her earbuds from her iphone. The music blared out of it and Melinda started a sexy strip tease.
Tracey took a seat to enjoy. Melinda started off doing her peek-a-boob trick from the pool. She kept her top on and gave a little peek on her bottom. Her bikini line was perfect, petite and well kept. She didn’t waste too much time and showed off all her orifices. Bent over the dresser, she fondled herself from behind, beckoning Tracey to come over and satisfy her orally which Tracey was happy to oblige. Melinda was so tight and light pink, she was a beauty in every way. She did like to get to the business early on. She wasn’t one to linger on a thought for too long. When she came she’d growl and grunt like a wild animal. She tended to be a selfish lover but every once in a while she could surprise and be a lustful but considerate partner. After so many years together it was easy to understand each other’s moods and preferences.
---
Tracey left the room late in the night when she was sure Melinda was asleep. Melinda was a cool girl but she could not handle certain types of information. It was best this way, she’d be less nervous and not attract unnecessary attention.
---
The day dragged on like so many others. Another short shift at work. Another quick take-out dinner, her only meal of the day. Tomorrow was pay day which was good news since rent was due. Chloreene got lucky to live in an owner-occupied building where she could just hand in her rent in cash on the day it was due. So many of her friends had to send in checks always wondering if that check would clear in time.
As she walked up the flights of stairs, she said hello to every tenant that had a door open. Seemed everyone liked to keep their doors open and have fans blowing the air through their apartments this time of year.
One of the perks of living on the top floor was a little more privacy from passersby. When Chloreene was unlocking her two heavy locks, Mrs. Munoz peeked out her door curiously. She motioned for Chloreene to come in but Chloreene did not want to. It had been a long day with a lonely night ahead and Chloreene did not feel like answering any questions.
Mrs. Munoz got up from her chair and got in Chloreene’s face. “Where you go this summer?” Mrs. Munoz spoke in broken English and would be hard to understand for many people but not for Chloreene. She was used to her and vice-versa.
“I’m not going anywhere Mrs. Munoz. There’s some time to think about it though. I have a few months ahead of me.”
“Oh. You should go somewhere. So young. When are you getting married?” Mrs. Munoz
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