‘I know, but you know how some guys are. You’re gonna be okay?’ She managed a positive smile. ‘Yep. And you?’ ‘I’ll be all right.’ ...��Hey, are you hungry? All that drama has got my stomach growling.’ Beth glanced at her watch. ‘It’s late, but sure. What did you have in mind?’ ‘How about leftover pizza?’ After closing the store on Tuesday evening, Lorraine hit the gym where she spent the next couple of hours pumping iron. Then she biked home and emailed a guy she met through a dating. We met Greg and his wife Janet and went out to dinner. It was a little early, so we got a table pretty quickly and I made sure that the women always had their wine cups full.I kept staring across at Janet, trying not to look at her tits, but it was hard since she was wearing this low cut, semi see thru blouse, and every once in a while I would glance at Greg and see that he couldn't take his eyes off Amy.Now was the time for my plan to start. When we were almost finished eating, I said, "Greg. Looking up, he sees her riding her own wave, her hand clenched and cupped around her pussy, her back bowing off the seat, her face in a grimace of pure bliss, eyes screwed shut, mouth open on an O. Gasping, she relaxes again as her orgasm slowly subsides, and with a last shiver, she unhands herself. Shooting him a sheepish look, she rummages in the door pocket to find a tissue, readjusting her boobs and bra in the meantime.He produces a hanky from his own pockets and also quickly cleans himself. Nevertheless, Jenny hesitated when she was told to close the door after entering his office. With her papers tucked under one arm, she held onto the doorknob with her back to him. Her palm got sweaty and she felt herself shuddering, but after taking a deep breath and letting the air out slowly, she released the doorknob and turned around.Mr. Johnson, sitting behind his desk, smiled and motioned for her to come closer. “Sit down,” he said, indicating the visitor’s chair. “We’re halfway through.