"Dont worry, ill take care of her, go join in", "ok" she said, flashing me a smile. I put one arm round ashlie, relishing her touch and whispered "are...you ok?" "yeah" she sobbed. "Seans a twat, here, you want some?" I said and showed her the gin. "Okay" she said with a half hearted smile, I smiled and poured about a shot-full of gin into an ordinary glass and another into another glass. "down the hatch" i said and we both downed in one, now, im good with drink, however after about 5 shots i get. When he stopped to see me I was all smiles. If he glanced my way in hall I always smiled. Sometimes I’d give him a surreptitious little finger wave and mouth a thank you. Men always ate that shit up.Oh course it came to the day when I’d sent a few too many of the little monsters to his office. I got called on the carpet.I walked in to the outer office and said to the secretary, ‘I think Mr. Westcott asked to see me.’The secretary was an older lady. She smiled condescendingly and answered, ‘Yes,. " You're in luck." He said in a dry tone of voice. "It went into an interest bearing account at five percent compound interest. The account balance is currently just over four point four million dollars." Holy Christ." I exclaimed. I sat back in the chair and thought about what was involved. Services would have to be run. I'd seen the lawyer's aerial photograph. The road was gravel and devastated by wash-outs. It would have to be dug out, properly filled in and paved. Hopefully all the services. As she kneels, she stares gingerly, this is the first pussy she’s seen close up. What’s more the woman it belongs to wants her to make her cum. Gently she runs her finger up the pink wet slit to Helen’s clit. Looking up at Helen she is greeted with a smile through half-closed eyes and an encouraging nod.With this encouragement she gently pushes her index finger across the clit and back a few times and Helen moans open-mouthed.I am now rubbing my cock faster, here are two beautiful mature women.