Bus panch min. Baad maine wapis record room ki taraf chal diya, woh darwaje ke paas hi khari the, mere paas aate hi mere se pochne lagi saab aap do te...n din se mujhe bahut ghorate hain khas tor pe jab mein pocha lagati hoon, saab agr koi chez chaiye to bataa dizye main de doongi uska yeh kahna thi maine aapne aap ko darwaje ki piche hote hue usko almirah ki piche safai karne ke liye le gaya, wahan ja kar maine us se pocha ki tumne yeh baat office mein to nahi kisis ko batai, woh boli nahi saab.. I told him that this was also a big fantasy of mine and raised my right leg up and laying it across the passenger side of my bench seat with my toes against the glass. I then reached over with my right hand and started slowly stroking my stocking covered leg. Sam shared his enthusiasm for my teasing by calling me a sexy bitch and a cock tease. He then asked me to show him my ass, so I laid down across the seat on my left side facing the dash giving him a side view of my right cheek. Sam. On me. What did you think was going to happen to you?" Please Robert don't do this. If you leave now I won't tell anyone, I promise. Just leave and I'll forget this ever happened."He just stared at her, waiting, his hot breath on her cheek then he shouted, "Take-it-the-fuck-off!"She jumped when he yelled and her hands trembled as she reached up and began to unbutton her blouse. "Please Robert... don't do this." She begged.When she was finished her blouse fell open and she dropped her hands down. She was now a banker's wife, an outspoken conservative Christian leader in our community. Another one was also a prominent local woman, as she was the wife of one of our more wealthy citizens. While she was 14 years younger than her husband, you always saw pictures of them in the paper at various High Society events. They were considered a "power couple", and she was also active in the "Horse Showing" community.The third of Greg's ladies happened to be a Stripper-dancer at a local club. I had.