Some women looked really great in their tight jeans and brush-poppers, but I wasn’t interested in chasing any of them myself. Porn I thought, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head. “Hey, mom, what’s up?” I asked after I hit the button. Strong women didn’t usually intimidate me, though, so I offered her a smile and ignored her question. “So… I’m interested,” Charlotte smiled at me. It’d been well over a year since the last time I was this intimate with a woman, but I’ll be damned if I was going to pass this up. A black leather get-up to include black six-inch stiletto thigh-high boots gave her an air of, “Don’t fuck with me.” Her outfit had an opening in front, showing ample cleavage that
