For a while both Marge and I began to wonder if we were going to have say nice to meet you but you are just a friend. However after about a half hour ...ichael finally relaxed and began to open up a bit. As the evening continued we talked some more and then Michael went to the bathroom which gave the two of a quick chance to talk about the experience. Marge wanted to see where things were leading but I wanted to end the evening after dessert. However I agreed with Marge to see where things were. She immediately starts to neck with me fondling my thighs & bottomthrough my skirt as her tongue probes my mouth. When she breaks away shesays 'You are such a hot little cutie, I bet young Matt is in the stafftoilets right now tossing off thinking of you.' As I watch open-mouthed,she lifts her skirt, drops her knickers sits down & starts to wee. Whensee is finished & has tidier her underwear, she asks me if I need to go. Isay 'No', explaining that I might not be able to get my panties back on. " I laughed and said, "Don't worry about it its natural. He loves you I can tell and he is showing his affection." At which time Hannibal poked his nose under my dress and gave me a quick lick thru my panties! Now I was embarrassed. She chastised him again but Hannibal just grinned as dogs do and his ears turned pink (Pharaoh Dogs blush like that).She apologized again and I told her not worry about it and I added, "I work at the Vets just a few miles down the road. I have my Veterinary. Emily, Tom's older sister, was bending over the kitchen table. Her legs were spread about shoulder-width apart, her knickers were pulled down around her knees and her skirt was pushed up over her waist. She was lent right across the table, holding onto the far side.I stopped right there in my tracks, mouth hanging open like an idiot in search of a village. Let me describe her. Emily was wearing red shoes with high heels, maybe three or four inches. Her ankles were well-defined, leading to.