Growing within herself. As she continued to slide her fingers over her tingly pussy lips through the luxurious material, her fingertips once more bega... to play around the hidden opening in the fabric, and it wasn't long before she was clenching in orgasm again. The sexual release took the edge off her arousal, though, and allowed her to start getting ready for work in time.Amy hated the idea of wearing the leggins to the office, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to remove them, and quickly. But still I would get some time off. And that would be good.This hotel had a happy hour that lasted until about 7 or so. They would always put something back for those of us that did not get there when it was still open. So we had something special, at a later hour, and there were only a couple of us to attend. Beer and wine, with something to snack on was the usual fare, not a meal, but good for the evening. Couple of beers or wines and I?we were good to go. We had a group of regulars and we. Anytime I would go back home I would call to see what she was up to and she was usually out clubbing or something. I was only 19 and couldnt get into most of the clubs she was going to. Well one wednesday afternoon I got a call from her asking if I would be willing to come to town to watch her kids while she hosted a party at a hotel for her boss and his company. She was his secretary so she was charged with setting up the entire party. Her exhusband was being a bit of a jerk and wouldnt take. ” “Sure,” I said. He hesitated, looking at me for a moment then said, “I hope you don’t think I’m trying to seduce you, little girl. I’m not into children.” “I am not a child!” I cried. “I’m seventeen!” “I bet you still wear a training bra,” he said and laughed. Being very proud of my breasts and angry at being called a child for the fifth time that day, I reach down and lifted my t-shirt baring my breasts to him. I wasn’t wearing a training bra – I wasn’t wearing any bra – so he got a good.