I could see the view of my life. She could see the bulge off my pant. So I swiftly reacted and ran towards her fridge to get some ice.I lifted her leg... placed on my lap and started massaging from ankle till knee. I can see her pantyhose. The water droplets were dripping to her panty and her panty was so wet showing me everything. She said her pain was slowly coming down.I almost reached her upper thigh massaging, leaving me few inches from the glory hole. She got into her senses and slowing. "We spoke for a while and he seemed like a really nice guy. He was married and had two k**s and his Sunday afternoon ritual was to drive along the river, stop along the way and meditate by the river. I had read a little about mediation, and tried it a few times, but my mind wandered like crazy so I stopped doing it."There's a nice spot up here. Would you mind if I stopped for ten minutes and meditated?" the man asked.His name was Brian and I responded, "It's fine. Maybe you could give me a few. I have shared with her every e-mail that you have ever sentme, she has read every chat log and seen every picture. I've evenhelped her to discover where you hide your special files and weblinks... although I will say that did take some poking around. Atfirst she was very angry and hurt and you actually owe me a debt ofgratitude for all the time I spent talking to her through herfeelings and getting her to see how this was truly a good thing andnot a betrayal."Lynne chimed in, "It's okay Nikki,. I know you to well, Mary said. I hear the men talking. You flash them under your desk. Acting innocent she answered, is it my fault they look. Mary smiled shaking her head. Adjusting her seat, Sam sat behind her desk. Stretching her legs out, she raised her feet up. Seeing she could see her toes from over her desk, she settled down for work. Her phone buzzed from the front office. The receptionist letting her know Mr kings 2:oo was here. Hiking her skirt, Samantha watched for the door to open..