"I'm the cook. He's an assistant at best." He moved oddly toward the bed - as if it hurt to bend anywhere."I think I may have overdone it, Ivan." I sa...d as he eased himself down."I'm ok." He sighed. He chuckled. "Boss, believe me, I know I look bad, but I feel awesome!" He sighed contentedly although he did wince as he bent over to pick up his pants. "Boss, do you mind if I go shower before I come down and see what this kid did in my kitchen?"I laughed. "Do whatever you need, sweetcakes. I. That’s so sweet,” Sarah responded. “I didn’t know you were into girls, Emma,” Sarah said. “I’m not…I mean…I don’t think I am, but your ass is just so…perfect,” Emma confessed. “I think maybe you should give Emma a better look, Sarah,” I suggested. I took out a hundred dollar bill from my pocket and stuffed it into their tip jar. Sarah smiled and answered, “Mmmm, maybe you’re right, Mark.” Sarah began slipping down her yoga pants, revealing a petite pink thong and her incredible curvy booty.. I had a fantastic, and unobstructed view of Melissa as she slid out of her dress and under panties. She was very attractive. She had nice, shapely legs, and an eye-catching ass (she turned around so that I could see), and her neatly trimmed pubic patch, shaped to look like an upside-down triangle, the narrow point indicating her pussy, drew my eyes like a magnet."Do you like?" She asked, smiling over at me."Mmmm, I love it!" I answered.She smiled more broadly at that. "Your very nice. That's. She looked down and the garment. She said you think I should show some leg? Well you do have great legs I said. She unbuttoned the waist band and let the skirt fall to the floor. Then she stepped out of it. Standing there in just her pantyhose and the white blouse. I said yes that's it. She shook her head then bent over to pick up the skirt. She said I'll figure it out on my own. Well Tuesday after work I stopped on my way home and bought some flowers for her big day. When I got home supper was.