Yet, since the last Christmas party she had hit it off with my wife fairlywell.They even talked over the phone a couple times exchanging recipes.Her d...sk was right in front of mine at the marketing firm.I think she knew that I stared at her in her sexy outfits day after day,but she never said a word.Sometimes she would swivel around in her chair, cross her legs in front ofme and smile.We would chat about daily events,news, sports, weather.. whatever. Inever commented on how good she looked,but. I looked back at her again.Betty squeezed my thigh again this time nodding her headin the direction of where she was looking, I looked overthen back to her again, she was looking in the directionof Sheela. I looked over at Sheela and she was lookingback at Betty and me with her legs now opened as far asher skirt allowed, with the thin material her skirt wasmade of made it possible for the light to shine throughand expose an up-skirt shot only this time she wasn’twearing any panties.I. I let her know I was thinking of her and was looking forward to dinner. Would July 2nd be OK?She ran to ask and came back. “Daddy said that’s fine. Can you stay late? Maybe stay over?”“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” I said.“You can stay in the guest room. I promise to behave.”“The only way that can ever happen is if your dad calls my dad and gets him to agree.”“I’ll see. If he does, will you do it? I want as much time with you as possible so we can talk. OK?”“Yes,” I agreed.My second call. Hermione kept licking and sucking on Ginny’s clit while finger fucking her. Suddenly Ginny’s legs clamped down trapping Hermione’s hand between her thighs as Ginny’s shook. “OHHH, OHHH God Hermione UUgghhh, OOHhhh God, UUGGGHHHHHHHHHHH. Her last cry erupted past her lips as she held that long cry, and her first orgasm racked her body against Hermione’s face, and her girl juices squirted out of from her pussy drenching Hermione’s face, Her body continuing to buck as the orgasm rocked her gushing.