“I don’t know I have only ever been with my Tom I must admit I was curious as to how it would feel and fit in me, but this was a dance and a dance...only I needed to get home to fuck my Tom,Well baby how about you rubbing that wet pussy up and down my black shaft what do you say,“Ok but that’s all please don’t touch me or attempt to put that thing anywhere near my pussy ‘ok,Sure as you wish,As I started to rub my pussy up and down his cock I could feel myself dripping wet it was an amazing. Still lying there on the bench, she leaves my lips to travel along my body. She kneels between my legs and looks at me. She reaches up and takes a clothed breast in one hand, and fondles and presses til I sigh. My eyes kept closed, she told me to keep them shut, so I could feel it all she said. And I did. She takes her hand back down and draws me closer to her so I sit almost on the edge of the bench. I had a shirt on, flowing and feminine. I looked around, private, no-one can see, so I relax.. ‘He didn’t come in, an emergency or something’ Dave replied. ‘Do you know who’s working then?’ I asked. ‘One of the daytime, suits I guess.’ he said. I was happy I avoided Charlie’s wrath. I headed toward the back of the store. It was Friday night and payday to boot. At the back of the store I went through the doors that led up to the second floor. Some of the daytime staff were still hanging around the break room. They were planning on going to the club. Sometimes I envied them, but that. After we started down the interstate, Kara tapped the partition. It lowered, and Sam said, “Yes ma’am?” “Any chance a girl could get something to drink?” questioned my chaperone. “Yes ma’am,” he said as the partition closed and a panel in front of us raised. A full bar, soft drinks, orange juice, cheese, fruit, fresh crescents, and champagne appeared before us. Kara picked up the chilled champagne bottle and looked at it. “Hmmm, Krug Grand Cuvee,” mused my worldly know-it-all neighbor, “I hope.