She could only nod. His hand slid down her arm and his sturdy fingers, belonging more to a blue collar than the business-minded suit he was, twined wi...h hers. He led her gently inside the dusky room, light filtering only weakly through the grainy hotel curtains hung on the window.He stopped her a few feet inside the door, turned to look at her, placing surprisingly gentle hands on her shoulders. They stared at eachother for long moments, she tilting her head back to look him in the eye, before. Well, at least somebody is working. I walk up to him and put my arm around his shoulder. It kinda surprised him a bit, but he just turned his head and said “hows it going boss” I reply it's good, and then lean in the window with him, bunching our shoulders together. It's a man and a woman in the car. I spit out a “How are ya'll today”? A little taken back as well, they respond that they too were good. “That's great ya'll—so you like my boi Cole here “? They still a little nervous, said that. But, we started kissing, and he put his hand on my leg and ... and ... I ... I...”I gave her nipples a particularly tight and rough little squeeze and twist, and she got the message.“I WANT to say that I LET him rub me through my panties, but that’s not what really happened, Sir. To tell the truth, as soon as I felt his hand on my thigh, I pulled that hand to my panty covered pussy, and MADE him rub it, Sir. I came right away, as you can imagine, and I just let him keep rubbing me. Once he knew. Amy’s large breasts almost flowing over the top made her nipples rest on the edge of each cup, slipping the panties on she was shocked to find they were crotchless! ‘My mother’s a hypocritical slut’ she thought to herself. The final touches were the stockings and suspenders.Looking at herself in the mirror Amy knew Steve would have trouble keeping his hands to himself until the party had finished and grinned wickedly to herself, putting on the maid’s outfit Amy realised how hot she looked and.