That’s my late night work routine. Sometimes I’ll stand up next to the glass and run my hands all over my body for my car bound audience. I’ve e...en gone so far as to go downstairs and walk out to my car and back without getting dressed, but only when it’s not to chilly out. Occasionally I roll my chair up to the glass, lean back, close my eyes, and start caressing my breasts and nipples. I work my way down to my already moist pussy and start rubbing my clit, before I slide a couple fingers into. Pamela suggested if they took their clothes off they would be more at home. Patrick was horrified at the suggestion but Lucy was willing to embrace their lifestyle and started to strip. Patrick tried to stop her but she ignored him. Robert’s reaction was to stiffen and Lucy saw this. “Lucy, while Patrick is talking to Cyn, shall I show you round?”Lucy nodded and almost ran out of the room.“Cynthia, as your husband…” and that was as far as he got. The women just laughed at him, Rosalind widened. He took Devon's jacket and hung it in the closet. He followed his student to the 'study room' and they sat down and looked at the work. For some reason Zach had trouble concentrating on the work problems, so he got up and went to the kitchen and got a couple of sodas. He kept having flashes of what had happened between him and the boy. Remembering the softness of his skin, and the pleasures he and the boy experienced with each other. By the time he returned with the sodas he felt he had gotten. Down the hall they walked until they finally found the door that had been left open by Brad’s boss when he’d left for lunch minutes earlier. Crossing the threshold into the office Stella and Carly were greeted by their boyfriend sitting behind his boss’s desk, suit jacket off, the sleeves of his crisp white shirt rolled up to the elbows. He shot both women heated looks and walking toward him, Stella and Carly began unbuttoning their shirts, unveiling their matching fire engine red lacy bras,.