Her hair was wet and all she wore was a short white tunic. Obviously she had just taken a bath. She walked by wordlessly, but he continued to watch he... passing and noticed it was a very short tunic. Suddenly she stopped and raised her hands to rearrange her hair. The hem of her tunic climbed even higher and bared the part of her body he found simply irresistible. He followed her to her room as if in trance, and then inside.Two hours later he fled her room accompanied by various thrown objects. It had always rankled him that Sam, had his own budget, and worked completely outside his control.William Stevens was in charge of finance. He was a longtime friend of Sam's, and had been Sam's roommate during their first year of college. He and his wife, Sharon, were frequent house guests in Sam and Linda's home. She knew she had his support without even asking.John Cooper was the manufacturing guru. He was a no-nonsense man who had good people working for him, treated them well, but demanded. I lifted her skirt and slid my hand inside her panties to cup her hairy mound in my palm. She was already so wet and hot that as my fingers massaged her fleshy lips, they parted easily and I slid first one finger, then two, deep inside her. She bent her knees slightly, allowing me to pump my fingers more easily in and out of her. A slight moan escaped her lips. I glanced nervously around to be sure no one had approached to closely. I could see people’s feet striding by on the pathway above and. Tony went into the small café to attract some service.“What’s up her arse?” Doris asked.“Fucked if I know but it won’t be Tony cause I’m having him up mine,” Polly guffawed and the others laughed along with her.Tony came outside followed by a jolly fat waiter wearing a spotless white apron. He went over to Polly, Mary and Doris while Tony sat next to Michele.“What is your problem?” he hissed but kept a smile on his face as a façade.“You’re just doing what you’re doing because your mother told.