”Deciding it might be a time to change the subject I cleared my throat, “What about joining me for a dance, Gladys and let my grandmother find som...one else to torture for a bit.”She took her drink and swallowed a generous amount of courage. “Absolutely, let’s.”We made our way to the dance floor in time for a slow song. “May I have this dance, pretty lady?”“Indeed, kind sir!” as she moved into my arms and we found our rhythm. All too soon the band switched to a pulse pounding pop song and. I went back to touching myself again and could feel I was now getting close to a climax.I didn't realize that Nick would take advantage of the situation. He started to slow down to match the speed as we passed semi-trucks so the drivers could get a longer view of me naked and pleasuring myself as we went by. I watched him approach the first truck and realized what was happening, but I was enjoying the vibrator on my clit so I didn't say anything, I just let him do it. I knew he wanted this and. In this move the tip of my dick would always rub against her pussy. She told me that she did not know what we were doing at the time but she always remembered how good it made her feel.One day I even manage to get the tip of my bear cock on her pussy. She told me she did not wear any underwear under that dress on purpose to see what I would do. As much as I wanted I never fully penetrated it was always just my head rubbing on her.I was shocked that she remembered and was really embarrassed. I. "I wish." he paused for just a moment. "Janet. I wish you would call me Matthew when we are alone. Mr. Bennett seems too formal all the time." Very well Mr. Be ... Oh sorry, Matthew."Twelve-fifteen, Janet called him."Matthew! Gary's on the line." She put him through."Why are you phoning me on the landline?" Well, perhaps one of the others would try to get through on the mobile, and it could be urgent." Matt saw the sense in that."What happened?" Elizabeth arrived, and the people I had clocked.