No turning back. She had a choice. She could cower away in an attempt to keep their friendship out of danger. ~Things hadn’t gone so far that they c...uldn’t recover, right?~ Or she could be brave and rush forth in what could be a foolish moved based on lust and little else. Her body was already hungry, starving for the next step. Any sort of middle ground she imagined she knew would be a fiction. * * * * * * * Alex tipped his hand at his own eagerness by giving her the cue to scream far too. Membership took a nosedive. I’d come in some days and you’d think the place was closed. Other days it looked like a women-only place. Desperate, J, the poor guy, instituted a cell phone ban. No phones in the locker rooms. Getting caught meant a month ban, no refunds. That staunched the flow of regulars bleeding out the door, and then a few started coming back. That seemed the best we could hope for.Then the local paper caught wind of it, wrote a little culture piece with interviews that. She spreads her legs open further so that I could have an easier time about it. She was paying no attention to Charles - not caring that he was there, but not interested in him at all - so I opened her pussy lips wider and slid a third finger inside. She let out a soft moan and finally turned her head to kiss me. Her hand went to my crotch and squeezed my dick and I grabbed her titty, pulling it free. Using my thumb, I traced circles around her erect nipple, while at the same time continued to. “Is my Dad a good boss?” “Yeah he is actually. He just let’s me get on with it,” I said. I couldn’t help but enjoy the little whiffs of her perfume as we walked around the galleries. I glanced down now and then admiring her pert little bum, imagining how I’d like to squeeze her cheeks in both hands. She was my boss’s daughter and I had to be on best behaviour. Somehow though, I had a good feeling about the weekend. I just knew Laura would be all over her given half the chance. If only she was.