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My travels last week had me in San Diego, California, one of my favorite places in the whole country. With it’s perfect year-round weather and old-school California lifestyle, San Diego is as relaxing as it gets. While some of the creeps that inhabit Los Angeles and Orange County have made their way down south, it’s still quite a ways away—both literally and figuratively—from its northern neighbors.
And the women . . . well, let’s just say that it’s about as nice as place anywhere in the world for hot women.
A couple years bac
k, I ran across one such woman. Her name is Penelope. Part Hispanic, part Irish, and all woman, Penelope is a real firecracker. She’s 26 years old, with wavy, light-brown hair, an adorable, sexy face, hazel eyes, small nose, full lips, and a body to die for. She stands right around five and a half feet tall and weighs 125 pounds, with long, athletic legs, toned arms, washboard stomach, firm, ripe tits and ass that makes me want to cry.
Needless to say I was looking forward to spending a few days with her.
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After taking a cab from the airport, I knocked on Penelope’s door at just after 10pm. A few seconds later she answered it, wearing nothing but a lacy pink top and white and pink striped panties.
I stood there staring at her for a moment, marveling at her, as I always did, drinking her in with my eyes.
“Hey there,” Penelope said, flashing me a sly smile, reveling in the way I was looking at her. “Do you like my outfit?”
“I fucking love it,” I said. “You look incredible.”
“Ahh, thanks, baby,” she said. “You’re looking pretty fucking hot these days yourself.”
“Yeah right,” I said, laughing softly. I’d been on a plane for the last eight hours and I was feeling it, from my wrinkled clothes to my messed-up hair.
“I’m serious,” she said, holding the door open wide as I walked in. “I like the rumpled-up look.”
“Is that right?” I asked, moving in close to her as she closed the door.
“Yes it is,” she said, her grin growing wider as I took her in my arms.
“I’ll keep that in mind for next time,” I said before slipping my tongue between her lips.
We made out for a little while, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths while our hands kept themselves busy. I had just run my hand under her flimsy little blouse when she unexpectedly broke off our kiss and took a half step back.
“What’s the matter?” I asked, confused.
“Nothing,” she said, smiling wider now as she looked at me closely, obviously enjoying my confusion. “Why?”
“Because you’re acting funny,” I said.
“Am I?”
I raised my eyebrows and nodded.
“That’s because I’m excited,” Penelope said.
“About what? Me being here?”
“That,” she said, putting one foot in front of the other and tilting her head sideways in a playful manner. “And something else.”
“What?” I asked, laughing under my breath.
“Follow me and you’ll find out,” Penelope said. And with that, she took my hand and led me upstairs.
I was expecting us to turn into her bedroom but we kept going past it, towards the back room, which was set up like a family room, with a plush leather couch and an entertainment center. As far as I could remember, we’d never really spent much time in it.
Penelope was giggling softly, obviously excited about something. Which was unlike her; normally she was pretty stoic and not prone to giddiness.
But once we entered the room I understood exactly where she was coming from. One glance at the couch and I was starting to get giddy also.
