“Please don’t try feeling mine in here because it gets big enough that I can’t hide it,” I told her as I looked down to see two hard brown nip...les pushing up off her breasts.I didn’t think we had been in here long enough to let the two girls talk themselves out, but soon I found them sitting beside me with my arm over their shoulders. They both tried to get my hand to slide onto their breasts. When one of them put my hand on her tit, I let it hang there limply until she let my hand go, then it. First thing I notice as she walks into the room is the sun reflecting of her legs. It makes her legs look incredible the gloss and shine off her pantyhose is incredible. She still has her heels on and her calfs and legs look so good I can feel myself just staring at her legs as she walks in and around the table. I lift my head up to talk to her and ask how her day has been, not good she replies stressful and tiring I think once I have done this massage and I have fixed your back should we just. That was a luxury we would need to forgo when Emma was at home. I rode in to work with the feel of her breasts imprinted on my chest and the taste of her lipstick on my mouth. It wasn’t the going in to work that caused me concern, it was the coming home again that evening. I had several jobs to catch-up with as I had not been in the previous day and I wanted to call in to see Mark Dwight at his farm on the way home. We were intending to open the farm produce shop on Wednesday and I needed to. She had experience of picking up strange men. She liked the uncertainty and to some extent, the risk and the danger but the circumstances were now very different. “I will not let anyone harm you if that’s what you’re worried about,” she said reflecting on her own thoughts. “I would never let anyone hurt you.”“Thank you.” The worry lines creasing S’s face eased slightly. “But if you did invite someone back it would probably be a man. Am I going to get fucked?”It was one of those moments.