She faltered, the look onher face changing just briefly, then carried on as if nothing happened.I fled to the Gents, plonked myself on the toilet, no ...overing today. Isat there for about twenty minutes, worrying, would she tell, what ifmanagement got to hear? I couldn't stay in there all day, but I was anervous wreck. I got back to my desk, luckily it was a quiet morning,only one call for assistance. I let one of the others deal with it, Icouldn't concentrate.Lunch time came and I walked to the. The windows in these vans are mirrored so you can see out but people can't see in. But any way this girl had certainly got my attention, I couldn't resist so I just got my stuff dick out and started slowly wanking myself off.Strangely though the girl kept looking up at the window and looking straight into my eyes as if she knew I was there and what I was doing. It didn't take long for me to cum for her and by the time I had packed myself away my mate was coming back along the street. He got in. I phoned old tom regarding his invitation since my last visit a week ago and he replied to pop over as he was a loose end and he would leave the front door on the latch. The front door to toms place was on the latch as mentioned but I locked it on entering and made my way to the living room where a fresh cup of tea and biscuits was waiting for me where I had sat the previous week and tom was sitting in his own arm chair dressed in a pencil skirt, satin blouse and seamed stockings with 4". She does not want to join in, just watch." "Sure, sounds exciting to me. I love spectators." I boosted. Carl and I discussed the time to meet and found our schedule worked to meet on Friday night. My dick was tingling thinking about Mary watching. I had to wait two days before I would meet Carl again. Friday night arrived and I was knocking on his door right on time. I was fresh out of the shower dressed in my work clothes, slacks and dress shirt. Carl opened the door a beer in one hand, a.