She then moved up close in front of him. "Feel my legs Timmy,"she said in an excited, breathy tone. It took a moment to find her legsby touch only b...t soon he had his open hands cupping her smooth legs ather calves. "That's it, feel them Timmy," she urged. He felt thesmoothness and heard another nylon zip as she stood close, teetering onher stiletto heels as his hands slid up and down her smooth, hosed legs.She had him feel her long smooth legs up and down, up and down and thenshe had him. She was not one who liked to mix pleasure with business. Even though he seemed to blur the line for her when convenient. Something she had a love/hate relationship with. She enjoyed the attention but at times felt cheap for it knowing she wasn’t a source of affection for him. "Jenny, grab a seat over here." He said as he gestured with his hand to the chair in front of him as he leaned against his massive desk. "You look outstanding today. But seriously this is a professional office. I. She watched the littleclitoral nub of her vagina expanding while his balls slowly re-appearedbeneath it. He had butterflies in his stomach again, but these weren'texcited butterflies, they were petrified, mortified, horrified ones. Andwhen his body finally popped into its original size, the worst horror ofall hit Ethan, his oversized arm pushing the flush of the toilet, sendingany hope of retrieving the magic in the panties into oblivion with ahorrible, final whooooossshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.6. Oh. . just another inch or two, please ... slide your oily fingers between my wet lips, rub a tip around my wet hole. She didn't know what was worse, the teasing of his fingers so close, or not knowing exactly what he had planned for her.What did she really want him to do? Di hadn't thought about it before. She assumed that he would have sex with her. After all, that was the whole point of the exercise, to reassure her that her sex life had not ended. As she thought about some of the things she.