That's your clit honey it's making you feel that way." She turned to her daughter, "Come on over here sweetie and feel how wet Meg is."Misty moved ove... and Meg spread her knees apart for her friend. "What do I do mom?"Betty took Misty's hand and moved it until it was positioned directly over Meg's pussy. "Look baby, watch me." Betty used two fingers to spread Meg's labia apart then she pointed down. "See that honey, that little white bump there that's Megs' clit." Betty touched Meg's clit with. I made a list of the stuff I would need, grabbed my coat, my new phone, and headed out the door.I headed over to the nearest supermarket, it was in a street with one or two restaurants and as I was walking past one of them I saw a note in the window."Part time help wanted in evenings. Call Angela," the sign said and then listed a phone number.I wondered if I could apply and maybe earn a little money to help out with the bills. I noted down the phone number, maybe I would give them a call. I called Owen on the drive in confirming our plans for that evening. The day went by slowly. I was a secretary at an insurance company. The days were usually busy but hardly anyone was in the office that day because most people were out on a training course. Around noon, I saw Owen stroll into the building with a bag in his hand. “I brought lunch”. He said placing the bag on the desk. I peered in the bag. “Hope you're in the mood for Thai”. He knew that it was my favourite. “Thanks. I think Sylvia felt a similar set of waves hit her, if not of embarrassment, then at least of self-consciousness. She was wearing next to nothing, and my eyes drifted downward to the flimsy pair of shorts she was wearing, and the bulge that was forming underneath them. "So," I said. "Are you... um... like, all guy under there?" Almost without thinking, Sylvia reached into her shorts. "Yeah. It's, uh... it's all there. And you?" "Same here. I'm a girl. Top to bottom." "Man oh man," said Sylvia,.