If Harriet was naive, she might not know at all sex with women, and all of her comments were just an innocent expression of her feelings. Or she could...be asking in the full awareness of the ins and outs, as it were."Have you seen the way Charlotte looks at us? Me, some, but you more?"Harriet frowned and shook her head."She glances at my breasts every minute or two. Yours, she stares at."Harriet glanced at Kennedy and then looked away. "Oh." Yeah, oh," Kennedy agreed. "I was just telling her. She looked up at me and slid up on the bed and kissed me, all the while she was still jerking me off. She pulled back and said, "Now quit being so nervous around me" and kissed me again. I shifted myself so I could reach her pussy. I slid my hand between her legs, and started to rub her through her shorts. She let out a moan into my mouth, and I started to chuckle. She did too. I couldn't help myself anymore, I pulled my hand back and slipped it under her shorts and panties. I started to rub my. By that time I had taken off my bra and changed into a slightly sheer blouse and a shorter skirt with thigh high stockings and shiny black high heels. I had the bed covers all neatly turn down and my suitcase open on the suitcase stand on the far side of the bed with my three big dildos arranged on top of my clothes. It was time to answer the door.I answered the door and invited him in, telling him to have a seat on the couch while I looked for a pair of miss-placed earrings. As I walked around. He said they all had enough good stories for the rest of the office and cubicle rats back in DC.Bobby and I went up to the room, saying hi to some relaxed duty people, and changed clothes. I told Bobby, I think we'll be staying in our new place tonight. I have to close my other apartment and pick up my bike, but that shouldn't be a big deal. Let's go to the office.We walked to the office and were greeted by everyone. Howard said, "After worrying about you two so much. Last night was.