I worked at an office with many women. I was one of three guys in the whole place. The other two were middle-aged men that went home at five every day... Being the single young guy around focused much attention on me. Attention that I wasn't used to before working here. At 23, I was younger than most of the people who worked here. The exceptions were few temps that worked part time to make some money for school.I don't know whether you've experienced something similar dear reader, but being in. I’m assuming they have never had an opportunity such as this.“Wow, we have never done anything like that before. What would we be doing?”“Visiting Robin’s parents and shopping. They live near a very large Outlet Mall. There will be all kinds of after Christmas sales going on, I am sure.”“But we don’t have any money.”“You will have, if you want to go.”In unison, they both confirm they want to go. Forgetting they have dressed to tease me, both are in a deep conversation about what can possibly. His hand grasped my breast and found its way to my nipple, easily erected and easy to find through the black satin. Gentle fingers brushed over it, a few shivers shooting straight down to my vagina. Anything he did, any movement he made, any groan he let out caused another slight throbbing in my pussy. As if everything he did vibrated through me. ‘Prove it,’ I whispered back. Suddenly his heat and hands left me and there was a ‘thud’ at my feet. He was on his knees, and I was still leaning. Together with me, the whole room was soaked in water which is when I noticed Helen was also wet through. With all the panic and commotion I’d not noticed that all Helen had on was a cotton T-shirt night dress and nothing else. In the light of the bedroom I could see Helen was naked underneath the T-shirt. Its seemed like an age, but all I could do was stare at her wonderful breast and pussy through the night dress. She was so wet the T-shirt was transparent and it looked like she she was stood.