It was at the company Christmas party and the only reason I was there was because that was where they handed out the Christmas bonus checks. My plan w...s to show up for the free feed, listen to the inevitable rah-rah speeches, get my bonus check and then leave to go check out some of the really jumping parties that I knew would be going on.I saw her sitting at a table with one of the recently hired draftsman. From the look of him I thought that she would probably be his daughter and not her. "Oh no! The little son-of-a-bitch has been jacking off into my underwearwhile he's been watching me."Angrily, she threw the panties into the washing machine. Then she felt aflush come to her cheeks as she realized that he had probably beenwatching her nightly masturbation sessions. Now more embarrassed thanangry, she thought back to the peering stranger from this morning. Thenshe realized she was getting turned on by the fact that not only a strangeman but her son also was getting off on. Zara had remembered the smug look on the pompous Victoria’s face afterwards and became determined to investigate.Zara’s own efforts in their shared sport had been failing miserably, but having copied Victoria, cautiously at first, she started to experience a new physical strength and showed it with her energetic attitude, startling her strong, athletic, famous ex rugby playing husband.She cast the blanket aside, stepping into the stall, shivering in the sudden change in temperature, giggling to. Ever since the meeting she had been in afog. She couldn’t believe what had happened. Shecouldn’t believe the way Coach Bennington’s touch toher cheek had made her feel. She couldn’t believe how her words had made her quiver.Baby girl, rang repeatedly in her mind over and over.Could she be a baby girl? What was a baby girl? Shewondered. She pinched her nipple at the thought. Herfinger slowly eased into her pussy. Oh it felt so good.She thought back to high school. She saw.