"Well, how 'bout I take you three old timers out for dinner and dancing tomorrow evening? With three senior discounts it shouldn't be too expensive."I... got very quiet. Peggy had been giggling and wiggling, but she suddenly stopped, her legs went slack and slipped down over my shoulders. I couldn't hear any sounds from the two girls behind me.Freed from Peggy's leg lock I rolled over and rested my head on one arm, looking back at Izzy and Lilly. They'd settled down on their heels and were. I glimpsed nothing, but a little flesh was enough. While she got ready I sneaked down the hallway to her room. Her door was slightly open, she obviously trusted me or couldn’t give a shit, and I got a good look at her naked.On quite a modern dressing table there was a large mirror Molly was dressing in front of, so I could see her back and front side in the mirror, whichever way she turned. Her nipples were mounted high on her udders and they kinda pointed out to the side, not quite puffies but. I swear if Monique keeps going the way she’s going she will be alone forever.’ I couldn’t believe it, it was like a scene out of a fucking movie. I couldn’t believe women still talked trash in the bathroom. Being a woman filled with charm and crazy southern fire I had to let them know how I felt about their comments. I flushed the toilet, and then walked – no fuck walking- I swaggered out of the stall and pushed them out of my way so I could wash my hands. As I checked my make-up, I looked at. My husband of 12 years, Neal, also works there as a senior Salesman, dealing with some of the company’s key clients. It was soon after he joined the company that we met at a Xmas do, and have been inseparable ever since. He’s a good man, maybe not quite as adventurous in the bedroom as I would like him to be, and sometimes I am left feeling that I want him again, but the stresses of his work perhaps mean that he’s good for one go, good enough in fact, but just the one. I should tell you here.