Rubbing her she parted her thighs the best she could while standing on a ladder, my cock was rock hard and I knew she was going to get a fucking in a ...hort while. As I slipped my fingers under the elastic of her knickers I could now feel exactly how wet she was, as my fingers slipped into her wet hole my thumb rubbing her clit she exploded, moaning and groaning as she wet my hand.“Geraldine come down to the bottom” I said, as she shakily moved down to the floor I pushed the ladders to one side. I spotted her talking with her husband. My wife, as usual. Was on the dance floor, the group she was with seemed to have a ball, they were laughing at some guy trying to make a move on one of their group. He finally gave up, and turned his attention towards another more likely looking group.Spotting me at the bar, my wife headed over. She finally worked her way through the crowd, along with one of her friends.“This Rachael, one of the girls from work.” Rachael smiled and said hello on her way. Then I go to pick up some charts from the nursing station and I start talking to one of the nurses -- the cute one with the red hair, have I written about her before? No? Good, let's keep it that way -- at least, let's skip her name. I don't think I'll want to be reminded of it if I ever reread this. We'll call her Red. She's kind of short, but she's got a really cute face, freckles, curly hair -- well, and there's the important stuff, as Vinnie would say: tight butt, tits out to there, great. At least this one was not apush up but the beige lace front hook was not that supportive as herbreasts bounced with every step. Thank you Suzanne, these tits are sorefrom a week of being pushed up and that guy last night had been rough onthem. After she pulled on a pair of pantyhose she went to the closetand pulled out a pair of black leggings. This things are never going tofit over you ass I thought as she sat down on the bed and started towork them. Obviously they were more forgiving then I.