I could see her long fingers stroking the soft fabric. As she rubbed it back and forth, you could see the subtle change in the color of the fabric as...she pushed the velvet one way then the other.At this point, I was trying hard not to explode as of yet. My efforts soon paid off. What she did next was truly the main event.Slowly, the woman in the blue chair reached between her legs with one hand as the other hand played with her nipples. A moment later, I saw her reach down with both hands. He appeared happy to see me again and we waited for her to come upstairs. I was lay on the bed watching a bit of TV as she entered to undress, the camera on the tablet was broadcasting her to John as we chatted. I asked her if she knew that you could see through those leggings when she was bent over she said yes but she didnt find out till after her first yoga session at the gym when her mate told her that she had put on quite a show for the people behind luckily or unluckily in my case they. She seemed proud that we were looking so lustfully at her and said to us “Okay this isn’t fair, now you have to remove your shirts.” We had our shirts off in an instant and she laughed. She rubbed each of our chests and tweaked our nipples. Liv leaned down to kiss and roll her tongue over our chests and lick our nipples as well. Rick and I reached to her and massaged her breasts, I rolled her nipple between my finger making her moan and tremble a bit. He leaned down and took the other nipple. When I got home on Tuesday, she was gone. No note, or anything else, to say where she had gone. I tried to call her at work but Greg said that Beth had taken a leave of absence and hadn't left a forwarding address or phone number; I was getting a little worried. A casual call to her parents and sister didn't provide me with any more information and I wasn't about to call our k**s and ask. "Did I push it too far?" I asked myself. "No. I didn't think I had."Sandy called me on Thursday night to.