" She thought for a moment, and continued, "OK, how about this? I could call up and see if we could drop in on Scott and Sonja or Aaron and Amber. Tha...'s an hour and a half, maybe two hours on the side roads, and neither Okemos nor Mason is all that big. If you do real well and the traffic doesn't look heavy, we might even want to try coming back on the four-lane."Thus it was that about ten on Sunday morning she rode the Street Hawk over to Emily's, to find her already in her leathers, sitting. She left the door open a crack, just enough for Rebecca to be able to peer in before entering. And she does. Words escape through the crack and she immediately recognizes her boss’ voice. She peers through the crack to find her lover presses close to the younger woman.“I’m gonna make love to you in front of her,” he says against her lips. “I want to make you cum as many times as possible.”“Mmm, I like that,” Beth moans back as she grinds against him. “You do make me so wet too, sir.”Rebecca. Turning left, he followed her voice, to find her curled up in an armchair, wearing something white, with a coffee cup in one hand and her cell phone in the other. She smiled at him and nodded. Pierre waved his fingers at her and went to the kitchen. The drip coffeemaker was set on warm, with a fresh pot of coffee. He retrieved a mug and poured himself some, black but sweetened, and headed back towards the living room.Georgia was giggling as she talked into her phone. “No! We haven’t done that. Her nipple was hard and pliant, a rubbery little nub between my fingers as I rolled and squeezed it gently, I gathered from the conversation that she was talking to the brewery which supplied the pub, but I wasn't really interested, I dropped to my knees and parted her legs before touching my lips to the soft, brown flesh of her inner thighs.She had on a delightfully small, tight g-string, a tiny spot of moisture on the gusset which acted like a magnet to my tongue as she carried on with her.