Tonight, I am going to make it a point that she notices me. I slide on my red dress that pushes my breasts up so they look full and lovely if I do say...so myself. I dab a little perfume behind my ears and knees and slide on my high heels. One last look in the mirror and, I grab my purse, and walk out the door.I see Caitlin talking to my colleague James as I enter the party so I grab a flute of champagne from a passing waiter, and I make my way over to say hello. Caitlin and James both admire my. "Let's see if we can get it going. Ever run one before?" he asked as they walked toward the back yard. Carr shook his head, then nodded at Janet who had stepped to the back door."We're gonna try to get the backhoe going to do some clean up," he told her. "Do you know if it runs?" It did the last I knew. Grandpa bought it to bury hogs or cattle that died. I don't know when it was started last. Check under the dash for a key hideaway. He started hiding the key there when the grandkids got old. Is your faith in me waning, hmm? Are you doubting my strategic abilities?" No mistress." Good. Now be still, like a proper mouse pad."Both women were completely nude, and both were in front of the computer. However, there was one significant difference between the two that revealed which of them was submissive and which enjoyed dominion over the other. Amelia was sitting quite comfortably in a heavily-cushioned dark blue chair that was too big to fit under the computer desk. Her long, blood-red. She slid each of her freshly shaven legs into the black leggings then threw on a light blue short cashmere sweater dress that was low cut enough to show off the goods but classy enough to remain respectable. Although Samantha was hoping to do completely unrespectable things.Kevin came to pick her up and they went to dinner, enjoying the idle small talk that is necessary. They strolled down the street to the comedy club and had a couple drinks and laughs. By the time he walked her to her.