Her bodyspasmed hard enough that her body came away from the wall and then hitagain. Michelle gasped in a breathfull of air, lest she pass out. Shefel... the ripples of pleasure throughout her body. Her knees weakened,and she f****d herself to stop tapping her clitoris so she wouldn’tfall over. She straightened up slowly, to make sure she could support herweight on her weak knees. they held and she realized she hadn’t washedher hair yet. She grabbed the shampoo and gave her long. Big and juicy, you could plant your face in them all day long and not get bored.I’d had fantasies of fucking her since I was about 16 the amount of times of masturbated over the image of her in a bikini is endless, I had even acquired a pair of her panties one day when I was left alone upstairs for a few minuets.Our first little encounter happened a week before my 19th birthday. Me and her son were downstairs and she was upstairs I needed to use the bathroom so I went upstairs not knowing what. .. period.I wondered what today's Outfit of Lust would be. I decided it was time to see if my new business cards were ready and headed for Graphics. And there, in the hallway, chatting with one of her colleagues, was Olivia.I gulped, stepped back around the corner - out of sight - and considered what I had just glimpsed. Could I handle it?Grow up, I told myself. It's just a woman. You can handle it.I took a deep breath and stepped into the hallway again. And stared.Olivia was wearing something. So Mr Ripley explained. Well you see Gillian here left school at 16 walked straight into a job and three weeks later, left the job and ever since refuses to get another one, saying that when she gets married she'll be staying at home bringing up her k**s, whilst her husband works, so she doesn't think that getting another job is worth while. We've tried explaining that, she can't just stay at home all day and expect us to support her. To which she always says, didn't bother you whilst I was at.