I was told to go up to the offices and complete a whole stack of forms for a major shipment - I had the register in the stores and so had to write thi... on every form etc etc. I was shown to a desk in the offices and, guess who should be sitting opposite, hard at work, but lovely Goddess, miniskirt Spunk Queen, leggy Spunkstress Miss Rosie, who’d was driving me out of my skull with pervert desire and lust. I didn’t have any sort of plan of action, having not been aware till a few minutes ago of. You look great. Seriously great. I love your hair” I said, trying to heal the awkwardness. She smiled wider and it was killer. She appeared to be mid 40’s and incredibly natural in every way. A unique tawny and freckly complexion with sexy speckles coating her big, saggy chest, and short, clean nails, drumming against her beer. And her sexy blue eyes were glassy and suggestive and completely and curiously locked to mine. She tilted again and filled her mouth with beer, but her eyes never. My favorite thing about poppers is the way they heighten all of those dirty little sex feelings. A good hit of poppers could turn me on in a church full of screaming babies on Easter Sunday. In this case I was already aroused beyond belief, and the massive hit nearly caused me to pass out with excitement. All of my senses went numb and the world around me melted away as I drifted off towards nirvana. Somewhere in the distance I heard a voice."Exhale."The sensations intensified further as I. They came back out with some dam 40oz wife jumped up front again and her dressed was hiked up I began to play with her pussy again as my SIL sat behind me my MIL sat in the middle before hand I adjusted the rear view mirror anticipating my hot drunk MIL sitting there so I could look at her legs and maybe a glimps up her skirt if I was lucky. Of course she did i could believe it it happens as planned as we are leaving downtown Nashville my wife is hammered drunk and throws up out the window. My.