I looked at the way her knuckles were white and her ankles were bouncing. She had all of the energy, and no outlet at hand. I grinned at her. She turn...d to meet Max’s gaze. “You could tag me in if you want?”“I--No--Let me--Hah!” Sam’s wrist bone was right at the entrance to Max’s sex, while the force of my hand was running the base of her zipper across the clit. She stomped her foot, slapping mine. Her hair whipped as she thrashed her head.“Is? Is she cumming?” Sam seemed shocked.“Yes! Yes!”. She froze as soon as the torch light entered the room, hoping nobody on the other side noticed the sudden opening of this old door. She needn't have worried, the room didn't have anybody in it at the moment, and the hinges had been oiled and cleaned. She didn't stop to wonder about that odd fact, she didn't have time. Engaging her camo they both moved out to find the Emperor and his crown.Out side the battle had been short as the plan had called for. By the time Tamalain and William had been. The three of us started drinking and talking and it soon became obvious that TV was out of the picture for the night, so we started playing rummy. As the night wore on and we starting feeling good, the conversation turned toward Laney’s adventures in flashing. She had never flashed around Bob before, so he was unaware of her antics.Rather than just coming out and flashing, we decided to play Truth or Dare. We knew her tits were going to come out sooner or later and Bob would finally get to see. After some time the door opened again, and the clicking came closer and around the corner. I was a bit excited wondering who it was."Hello?" she said. Then I knew who it was. Kristina from the Archive team stood in front of me came around the corner looking beautiful as always. We had been flirting during a company party, but nothing ever happened. She smiled, asked what I was doing there. She was in her late thirties, wearing a knee-long grey knitted dress, black stockings and knee-high boots.