I shook my head and said that the massage I give her had helped me.Claire beamed and thanked me for making an old woman very happy. I said that I woul... do it again quite happily. Claire cleared her throat and said that she would like to return the favor and think about me while she masturbated. She asked me if I felt that weird. I told her that it did not and I would be honored to be the subject of her desire. Claire asked if there was any way I could help her out with the odd photograph or. HER OFFICE OPENED AND SHE GERSTURED ME ,I WENT OF COURSE,WHAT WAS THE WORST SHE COULD DO TO ME,I HAD IT IN MY HEAD NOW I WAS GOING TO BE SACKED SO I JUST STROLLED IN.BUT WE WERENT ALONE....BEHIND THE DOOR STOOD SOMEONE ELSE,SOMEONE I DIDNT RECOGNIZE,SHE INTRODUCED HIM AS HER HUSBAND AND TOLD ME TO SIT ON THE CHAIR B HER DESK....SHE EXPLAINED THAT SHE WAS VERY PLEASED SO FAR WITH THE WAY I WAS WORKING!!NO WAY,SHE WAS IM SURE GOING TO SACK ME,THEN SHE STARTED TO EXPLAIN THAT I COULD REPAY FOR MY. — "Well folks, do you like what you see?"With this he ran his hand down her blouse, hefting her tits in each hand as he did so, showing their weight and their softness. Max then said "she's all yours" and went to the door, opened it then closed it so she believed he had left her on her own, blindfolded in a room of strangers. He had in fact come back into the room to observe. To see how she would behave when she thought he was not there.Her tits were not huge like some of those monstrous types. Madge had done her usual professional job when she set Wendy's hair andthe result was that Wendy's gathered hair was a perfect mass of uniformreddish auburn ringlets. His entire head of hair was a bit disheveledfrom the prior night's sleep and that needed to be taken care of.Mindfully putting together her strategy for Wendy's hair styling, Madgewent to find the bag of hair accessories that she had purchased for himwhen she went out to buy his sponge rollers."Let's see, what have we got here,".