My head span as my fingers bit into the soft fabric and drove the rough, wet seam into my dripping slit.This was my chance!Two rubs and I would actual...y come. Making no effort to catch the train, I focussed on the eyes watching me, the hands below were clutching the newspaper as might a Germanic warrior of old hold his shield to ward off an attack from the crazy piss-sodden woman openly masturbating in front of him.My left hand clutched my tit, grabbing and squeezing hard enough to add an. Right now it was in a semi (mostly) hard state but wasn't so bad as to be tenting out. Glancing to the side I was glad to see that my step-daughter appeared to be asleep again and oblivious to the goings-on right next to her. I was so focused that I had almost forgotten about her presence until now.As I resumed applying the lotion on her left leg I took a slightly faster pace, wanting to finish the job quickly and put a little distance between Riley and me. As I reached her upper thigh, I. I pulled the blind down in the window and went to lock the door, It opened just before I got there, a smart middle aged woman, well dressed, big smile came in. ‘Jim Sanderson?’ ‘Yes, can I help you?’ ‘I’ve come about the job, the assistant shop keeper?’ ‘Oh yes, I thought the agency were handling it, could you wait a minute please?’ ‘Sure.’ she edged in the door and stood by the counter. I closed and locked the door, drawing the blind down. ‘Please come through, I’ll just be a minute.’ I sat. Oops."I'm fine," I said."I thought I heard you scream." You did," I said."What's the matter?" Nothing is the matter," I said. I grinned mischievously at David. "Jeez, Dad, you've been with enough women, I would think you'd know what an orgasm sounds like!"There was a moment of silence. "Melissa," he finally said, "is there someone in there with you?" Yes," I said. "Now go away, because I don't think he's quite done yet!"There was a moment's silence, then I heard the footsteps going down the.