I have wanted to write this letter for years, but had to keep the memory to myself.

Now that I’m divorced, I can happily share it with my fellow Penthouse readers.

It was when I was working as a night manager at a 24-hour drugstore. A sexy young woman named Jasmine worked the same night shift. She was an attractive brunette with a tight little body, beautiful tits, and olive skin. We came in contact with each other only a few minutes at a time, but we took full advantage of it by flirting every chance we had. Our strong sexual attraction for each other had not gone past the talking stage when, much to my surprise and joy, Jasmine took things to the next level.

One night we were talking in the back of the store, and Jasmine suggested we go up to the manager’s office. As soon as we entered... Leer Más