Once again she dabbed on her Viva La Juicy and put a drop on each nipple and a drop on her vagina for good measure. “Oh I feel juicy all right,” S...san said under her breath, nearly dizzy with delight at how her mind and body felt. She drove the few miles happily and parked the SUV that her kids called her ‘soccer mom school bus.” Susan didn’t feel like a soccer mom today. She felt like a woman, a desirable one at that. Susan began her workout routine for the forty minutes that would pass before. They treated me very well. Mrs. Foster was happy to cook and clean for the family every day while Mr. Foster, now retired, sat around reading his newspaper and smoking his pipe. I sat all day long on the sofa devouring novels I had brought over from Europe. We made quite the old-fashioned family in many ways, but I knew it couldn’t last forever. Today was Christmas day. Mrs. Foster had invited a couple to dinner that she and Mr. Foster had known for many years, and a friend that they called. There were so many things about that incident that Tracy and Tori didn’t know. And oh, the things that should know! At first, the full admission that Tori had gotten from Tracy that she had been rubbing herself in the bathroom stall was instantly enough to push a heavy run of cum through her pussy and outer lips. She had never experienced a turn on like this nor would it ever happen to her, ever. The aggressiveness that the smaller and round body that was faced directly at Tracy’s breasts,. I was too old forthat. That was for the young girls. Then I remembered there was aschoolgirl uniform in the back of my wardrobe. I had never given it anythought when I put it there all those months ago. I suspected Helen hadpacked it in the case with this event in mind.We were allowed to leave work early on the day of the party to get readyfor the evening which was held in the tax department the desks and chairsetc moved to walls. Outside caterers provided the food and drink. Musicwas a disco..