It had been seeing her in her costume that did the damage. I'd always admired her timeless style but this was different.For the office Halloween party...Grace had gone as Cat Woman, her stunning curves clad tightly in the matte black suit. I suppose seeing her in the office at the photocopier and taking in her beauty had never crossed this line before. I somehow hadn't noticed how perfectly her honey curls fell across her breasts, the zipper on the cat suit seemed to guide your eyes right to. His gaze wanders down over her ample belly and wide hips. Her full thighs tremble with desire though she tries to stay still. He knows her desires. They had spoken at length over drinks days ago. She had already had a couple of drinks before he found her sitting before the fire. She seemed a to be leagues away when he took the seat across from her. He knew her desire to be controlled, to be pushed beyond her limits, to explore the many possibilities of physical, mental and emotional lovemaking.. A soft, pleasured moan left her throat and the dimples surrounding them played against her fingertips as she lightly tweaked them. Another somewhat louder involuntary moan followed as Celia felt the juices begin seeping from her cunt, coating her labia and making the lips slick and ready for a cock, finger, or vibrator. The liquid continued seeping from her as she stared unblinking at the screen as her husband sent his cock into her, filling her with his thickness. Celia ached for the real. Besides the privacy stalls for the three females, there was a partition that was moved into place to protect their view across the locker room. Once players on that side were dressed, it came down and it had worked out quite well. Each girl had been given the option of dressing in a private locker room, but all wanted to be "with the team". When reporters or photographers are allowed into the team areas the team had already been schooled that one off-color remark, one sexist joke could raise an.