The parking lot was full of cars but no people as Tom and Vicky stumbled in. She pushed Tom up against the trunk of her car and gave him a long, aggre...sive kiss. Tom was barely stunned and immediately ran his hand up under her skirt, grabbing her firm, bare ass as she reached under his costume, fumbling to feel his naked cock. Vicky's pulse pounded as she felt his cock harden in her hand. He reached further underneath her, grazing her pussy with his index finger. Both of them were dying to get. With your parents at work during the day, it gives us the perfect opportunity." I like the way you think, but why wait until we get home? To tell you the truth, I've been thinking about the sex and love we could have this week too."I smiled, I had an idea of what he meant by not waiting until we got home, but didn't know for sure. All I knew was he had a look on his face, and it was saying 'Don't worry, it'll be fun.'"What exactly are you thinking?" That I'm going to take you on an adventure. I. "Still, yousounded pretty good. That was Chopin wasn't it?" Yes, the A flat Polonaise," she said as she graciously took the drink."You don't know how hard it is to play with these fingernails."Harold looked at her hands and saw she did indeed have very long deepred colored nails. But some of them were chipped and broken as if shehadn't been able to care for them for a while."Do you play, yourself?" she asked as she began another piece, thistime by Bach."No, I'm a singer," he said. "I bought. Blonde woman. Let me just ask Mrs Fredericks,"the receptionist replied. She tapped some numbers into her phone andspoke into the headset. "Oh I'm sorry to bother you Jane but there's alady here who says that she thinks that Mrs Goodridge might have left afolder behind yesterday."There was a brief silence and the receptionist looked back up at her andgave Wendy a wan smile. "She's just checking."After a few minutes of standing on her heels, the receptionist said intoher headpiece. "Alright thank.