Her best undies; half cup bra, matching silky panties and suspenders. A sheer blouse and short leather skirt. Heels. Very hot.Driving to the hotel, sh... said she was nervous and excited and more alive than ever before. And she asked a thousand times if she looked alright.Jack was at the bar and got up to greet us. A peck on Karen’s cheek. Jack moved to a sofa and indicated Karen to sit next to him. I sat opposite.Formalities over and drinks ordered, Jack set out the employment terms. Karen would. ‘Wow,’ I thought to myself. What a way to be woken up. I turned the water on and waited for it to get warmer; I quickly brushed my teeth, refusing to look at the mirror this early in the morning. I opened the shower door and got in and started to wash my hair. "Hey Babe, anything special you want for breakfast?" Martin asked me through the door."Uhm, not really make whatever you want Hon. I'll be out in a second to help." I said as I finished with my hair and started to lather my strawberry. I told her that I was tired. But she said that it was important and would not take long. As I was going to her house my mind wonder what was up. Dale was about 5' 5" tall with a 40J breast, she weighed about 220 lbs and nice size hips that shake with each step. She has hazel green eyes (the kind a man can get lost in) and shoulder length red hair. I have been knowing Dale pretty much all my life. For as far back as I can remember I had a secret c***dhood “crush” on Dale. But I thought no one. “FUCK!” I screamed to myself as I realised that she had discovered, and taken, my spunk soaked pants. After a while I decided to just play it cool and to pretend as if everything was normal, so I got dressed and went downstairs. As I walked into the kitchen mum was bending over loading my guilty pants and sheets into the washing machine. Her arse looked fucking fantastic in her workout lycra shorts, and when she stood up and turned around, her tight sweaty tee shirt showed off her pert little.