She had turned back toward me to stuff more paper in my pants with her legs splayed even wider. The wet spot had now grown to about three inches and ...as becoming sheer.I continued to glance from her face back to her outspread thighs. She began rubbing the lube to continue with my left side. She noticed me gawking at her puffy lips that were now clearly visible and didn't turn toward the keyboard just yet. Her dampened white scrubs were see-through, and she knew it, so she gave them a quick. On the way home, I was excited about passing the test. Janet wanted to talk about something else."Were you sorry that we didn't need to resort to Pan B?" NO, what makes you ask that?" I think you were." I was not! I was relieved when things turned out the way they did. Berry was too."She was quiet for a few minutes. I couldn't resist asking, "Were you sorry?" NO! Not at all," she said, emphatically. Her blush belied her statement."Are you sure?" I asked, enjoying watching her blush.Janet. ’ ‘No doubt,’ she answered with a slight knowing smile, ‘Elmwood does have three new factories over there in need of blanket policies it could be really big for us.’ ‘Christ on a crutch Claire there goes my whole damn weekend and I had plans too,’ I barked while my weary brain tried to calculate the mountain of work that had just landed in my lap. I didn’t really have much for plans beyond a few hours Saturday morning. I signed up as an instructor at my local community center teaching a basic. He looks at the computer screen looks at her and goes back to work. I tell Roxanne to bend over the desk and she does. I start rubbing her exposed ass and pinching her nipples as she starts wiggling and moaning. I look over and he is hard as a rock. Then she sits down in the chair directly next to him spreads her legs and sits staring at him. I then tell her to show off for me. She starts pinching her nipples and rubbing her pussy through her panties. By now her panties are visibly soaking wet.