We started with some pictures of me in a black dress and then a few in a knee-length pleated skirt, with stockings underneath, a good length heel and ... white blouse, kind of secretary style. He asked me to hitch the skirt up a little to the level where the stocking tops showed, but not bare flesh and took a number of pictures with me first sitting then standing with the skirt still hitched.He then asked me to turn away and slowly bend over while looking back over my shoulder. I knew this was. I smelled my feverish pussy and rubbed it a bit. I wanted to cum, but was exhausted after reliving my story. Without some privacy I wasn’t going to cum in there anyway, so I pulled my panties and stood to drop my dark blue pencil skirt. I adjusted my tits in my tight red top. The receptionist timed herself with me and we met at the sink. She washed her hands and leaned past me to grab the soap, brushing her hip against mine. She gazed at me and I knew what was on her mind. I stood, waited until. .they there, sexy, nice singing I think you’ve missed your calling.” “Hey, girl, ready to partaay like it’s 1999? Ooo, you look hot, lovin the dress!” “Thanks, babe! I haven’t been out in awhile I’m definitely ready to work off some energy.” “With only the couple of times I’ve seen you in the last two weeks I’d think you were off with a certain someone burning it off already.” I chuckled at that and decided not to answer I don’t know if she’d be prepared to handle it. I was looking at her while. Her small breasts were now exposed and her light colored pink nipples hardened.She scrolled the tablets screen and continued reading: “The girl leaned in and kissed her daddy for the first time. It startled him but he didn’t pull away. It had been so long since he felt the embrace of another woman. Even though she was his daughter, the bond they were sharing, was about to grow stronger.”Kayla longed for a relationship like this. She loved reading erotica about dad and daughter relationships..