We could see the airport. We pulled up to the curb and I helped them un load their bags. I said goodbye to Jim and Pam and told them I would pick them...up when they got back. I then hugged Becky and she leaned in and kissed me, on the lips, with tongue, right in front of her parents. At first I was shocked, but I wasn’t surprised, and her parents seemed to ignore us. “I’ll miss you baby” I said “Me too, see you in a month” she said as the walked away with their bags in hand. I got in the car,. I sat down on my balcony chair and took a look at my pussy and it sure was wet like I just came. I was raining outside but warm so I took this chance to lay back in my chair and close my eyes for a bit to rest my mind. As I was closing my eyes I started to get horny so with my eyes closed I started to lift my dress up and started rubbing my clit. First in a circular motion then up and down my slit and slid my fingers inside with two fingers hitting my g spot and making moan and arch my back. I. Almost immediately she realised that the limo was the one that Yousif normally drives. Clearly disappointed to find a middle-aged guy like me in the driving seat, she asked tersely, ‘Where’s Yousif?’ I fed her a line, not much choice really. ‘Sorry, Madam,’ I apologised, ‘This is my first day with the courtesy car firm. Taking you to the airport’s only my second unsupervised job and I really don’t want to muck it up.’ I gave her my most charming smile and hoped she’d buy it. Her brow. I wasn't about to chicken out now so I said OK, but it had to be my own clothes and few other guidelines. I thought I was pretty safe. How bad could it be? When I got out of the shower this morning she had my clothes laid out for me on the bed. I felt my nipples perk up and a flush of warmth between my thighs as I saw what I was about to go to work in. She had dug out a short, very low cut, sleeveless summer dress. I had casually mentioned a couple of weeks ago I didn't wear it to work.