There was always more paperwork to do. Accounting, payroll, purchase orders, work orders, the job of an office clerk was never done. It was better tha... the being on the factory floor, but not by much. She was looking forward to retirement."Formerly Julie Stone, of Eta Nu Tau?" Goddammit!" Julie hissed. "What are you, a reporter? When are you people going to leave me alone? It was forty years ago, and you cock suckers still come crawling up my ass every few years trying to get the 'real story'.. Being on the bay, there was a constant breeze and when we sat down, that lucky breeze just went right up Ellen's dress and parted it, like Moses parting the Red Sea.Here she was sitting there with her dress open to her pussy and the breeze catching it every once in a while to make it seem like a white flag drawing attention to her legs which were exposed as far as possible.Ellen started to pull her dress closed when I stopped her. Shaking my head slowly, I wanted to see how far we could play. I watched as she traipsed around the house in herlong T-shirt her pert nipples straining the materialinto twin peaks. I dreamt of kissing her pale corallips, of caressing her slender neck, of kissing herfrom her delicate toes to her crack. And in thedarkest patches of night I masturbated wildly layingbeside my sleeping wife, savoring my fantasies of myniece’s young flesh.My first mistake was to lust after her. My second wasto begin spying at her door. I still don’t know why Idid it,. Now in all honesty i cannot remember exactly the sequence of events that lead to this lol ( the price of boozing) at one point i noticed a pair of middle aged women sitting to the table next to us, full of booze courage i got to talking to them . finding out they were married, english, and older then our mothers and then they invited myself and my mate back to the house they were renting for their holiday, naturally we obliged! long story short, we get back to the house, my mate and his milf.