We’d sit at one of our places and watch TV or a movie, or grab a bite to eat and walk. After some time, I started to feel amorous and I thought she...did too. She had a really cute figure, in a sexy cute way, and being a boob man I couldn’t help but notice her shapely B cups. I’d hold her hand or cuddle up and touch her leg. But after a bit, she would move away; still very friendly but not acting like she wanted more. It was almost as if she had something holding her back.One night, I. "Let me guess, all full of sex toys?" I joked, but she nodded and the pulled out from the closet another even larger case that was nearly the size of an old steamer trunk. It was clearly labeled 'costumes', so I didn't need to strain any brain cells figuring that part out. I sneaked a peek inside of the case of marital aids and it was stuffed full of interesting intimate devices and a disturbingly comprehensive collection of vibrators, dildos and butt plugs, not to mention some bondage items,. However, my perverse attraction for her was simultaneously juxtaposed by irrational irritation. I knew how difficult her job was, considering Jillian and I split the load for years before we could afford hiring an HR manager. There was always a complaining associate, a slew of shitty hires, and firing was never fun. It took me nearly a year before I felt competent with all the office politics, but Stacey did it all without breaking a sweat.For some reason, her natural competence bothered me. I. Kelly was still on fire, and soon she had her heels on his dashboard as she used one hand to try to grind off her clit.He was totally into it and encouraging her to fuck herself faster and harder. He told her how much he enjoyed hearing her cum. A few minutes of that game and Kelly launched another big one and sprayed his dashboard with her lady cum. The way the driver groaned as she came, I thought he may have squirted again.At the last stoplight before our hotel, he started to put his cock.