The dress was about four inches above the knee, with a scooped neckline, showing more than enough cleavage and a little slither of the leopard print b...a beneath. I was wearing a matching thong and from the lustful looks my boss was giving only added to the sexual agitation the thong was doing to my shaved pussy. That day we had probably our best sales day ever. My boss was delirious with the days takings, but somehow I felt he was more enamoured with my code of dress and the obvious teasing and. Jen shook her head, and said, "I think you're a wimp too." Then she went downstairs to wait for Ralph.Jen and I were eating breakfast. "Ralph wants me to have my eyebrows darkened." What?" I asked, confused."My eyebrows. He thinks they're too light to really look good with my dark hair. He wants me to darken them with permanent makeup. My eyebrows will look perfectly natural, they'll just be a lot darker. But it's like getting a tattoo. It's permanent."Jen looked intently at me. "It'll mean. He had moved his mouth back to hers, the same soft lips and tender tongue had received him with something near to his own eagerness, and he had reveled in the pleasure it gave him.Then he had wanted to take her all into his mouth, to know every part of her body with his lips and teeth. He had kissed and sucked at her breasts, then her stomach, and unable to resist, he had parted the lips of her vagina and probed it with his tongue. She had responded instantly placing her soft hands on his head,. "You want me to douche her here in the room?" asked Sandy."Get a wet wash rag and towel at least. I want to kiss her lovely pussy, and I'm not into male come." You better not let Jan hear you say that, if you enjoy her blow jobs." Yeah, right. It was a slip of the tongue." I'm not going to pick up on that remark, but I'll get what you want."Nancy was still in La-La land, when Sandy returned with a small basin of warm water, a towel, scented soap and a wash cloth. Sandy did the washing, rinsing.