I tried not to think about the consequences, because it would scare the spit out of me.My audience was one woman, four men and Sean, who already knew....I examined the five. Three of the men I might have approached as potential clients. The fourth was Francis Costello from the local paper. The woman was clearly paired with the star of the bunch, Michael Gordon of the Wall Street Journal. I had the hook. I just needed the bait."Gentlemen, Miss Smith, I am Sheila Schwartz, soon to be. Her skin was olive toned and still firm and smooth for a woman in her late 40s. Her tits were equally breathtaking as the 36C pair hung gracefully from her chest. I needed sexual release right then and there. I managed to find another pair of her dirty panties crumpled on top of the clothes hamper. They were powder pink silk panties and I could see the off white streak of her dried juices run back and fade into a faint tan color. I wrapped those panties around my cock as I kept inhaling my. Frankly, protesting was the furthest thing from her mind possible. And then suddenly, Oliver held his hips away completely. They were both panting for breath as she felt his hand inch across her clit. Oliver rested his hand there lightly, so lightly she barely even felt it. She paused a moment and exhaled slowly. Oliver stared into her eyes, holding Aria’s gaze, and pressed his whole palm against her vagina. Her whole body jerked in surprise and she gasped aloud. Oliver worked his palm over. Not long passed and she heard tom coming through her daughters window. And as cindy was next to her door listing for the shower to start. she started to get excited when she heard tom say ‘alright finally’ as if he has never got to that point with her daughter. As cindy is waiting for the shower to start she starts to get completely naked in anticipation of what she's about to do. Finally the shower starts and cindy walks to the bathroom and peeks inside to see if tom has the blindfold on. .