It wasn't much only a mini dress, pair of tights and a cardigan. She first asked for the tights so she wasn't wearing the work ones which were slightl... thicker but the ones I handed to her were silky feeling almost like stockings. As she was putting them on I noticed she was wearing a pair of thigh high thong they were white with frills at the top of the thigh. Next was the mini dress, so she undid her blouse her breasts came into view although still in the bra but then she was using her blouse. It pulsed and dribbled as I studied the black stilettos and stocking clad legs in tight pencil skirt, standing so dominantly before me.“What are you waiting for! Undo my skirt now. My arse is so sticky; I want it refreshed immediately!” I hurried leaned up from my kneeling position, put my arms about her waist and fumbled with the buttons of her skirt at her rear. My head resting on her soft voluptuous belly, as I fumbled with the tight buttons. I heard the cane cut the air and felt the sharp. "As I lay on her, my cock pressed against her pussy, she put her hands on my ass and started squirming under me. "I like you," she said. I like you too," I answered."I'm glad we met."We looked into each others eyes. "I knew we were on the same page when I saw you," she said. I nodded."Funny how people communicate without words—just a look." I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips, loving the soft warmness of her lips on mine."Let's get some sleep, mister," she said. "I think it's. . but she is a smart sensitive woman, and she knew exactly what we had been doing on my desk less than an hour before she entered the room."The colour in her cheeks which had been slowly receding returned in force, making her green eyes glitter, as she remembered what they had been doing – on his desk – shortly before her aunt came to see him.She sank down lower in her seat, and for a while there was silence between them, as the car sped along the road and the scenery dashed by her window."We.