As she stood back, she said "There's one other thing about this dress that I'm concerned about." She turned slightly to the side and flexed one knee f...rward. "Panty lines. Look. See these wrinkles where my panties are. That's the trouble with these clingy materials." Didn't you notice when you bought the dress?" I asked."No, I wasn't wearing panties that day," she said.I almost choked."I often don't, except when I know I'm going to be trying on shoes, or something. Even then, I forget. "I was defenseless and put my hand between her legs. She was every bit as wet as any woman I'd ever felt and it seemed like she'd gotten that way very quickly."Are you a virgin honey?" I finally asked.She laughed and said, "No daddy, I gave it up a long time ago but I've secretly wanted to fuck you since," she paused considered whether she should tell me. "Well, it's been a long time." So you're telling me you're a slut?" My anger seemed to come out of no where and swelled inside me."No daddy. You know we have them at a disadvantage. I’m positive this conference will end pleasantly and satisfactorily for you. If it doesn’t we still can go through with the lawsuit. We have two hours before court convenes. The pressure will all be on them. If they don’t offer a satisfactory settlement we’ll let the jury decide on your case. You have all the boss cards in that game.”The door to the room opened and one of the most beautiful women Andrew had ever seen strutted angrily into the room. They laughed, confident and cool, way out of our league. I’m pretty sure we were just sitting back and deciding which one of them would occupy our wank fantasy when we got a minute to ourselves.Later that evening I found myself at a table with two of the girls. One of them had caught my eye: a blonde cheerleader type with a ridiculously tiny waist and a big pair of pneumatically fake boobs popping out of a tube top. She laughed, her tits jiggled, and our cocks hardened. She was working the.