‘It doesn’t have to be there again,’ she reassured her. Eve pushed Innocence off her. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said sadly. ‘I don’t know what ...t is. I just don’t want to. Please don’t make me.’ Innocence nodded. ‘You know I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, Eve. At least, never again I shall.’ Eve wandered through her garden, trailing behind her each item of clothing as she walked along. First came off her shoes and then her socks so she could feel the sun-baked grass bite into her heel and inveigle. It was form fitting and showed some cleavage, but not enough tobe scandalous in the office. A black blazer would make it moreprofessional.And finally a chance to wear the blue Manolo Blahnik stilettos that I'dbought a while ago, and had been saving for a special occasion. Theywere a D'orsay style that with a pointy toe, cut to show some toecleavage as well."Cleavage up top and cleavage down low," I thought to myself andchuckled.Back home after showering and doing my hair and makeup, I. If I did not know better, I would have sworn that Rebecca was a cock whore and must have played with plenty of cocks already. As she leaned over, her full breasts were hanging, inviting me, while she took my cock head in her mouth between the lips avoiding the scrapping by her teeth like a true slut. She worked the tip with her wet tongue, sending electricity like jolts of pleasure through my body. Any other time, I got the head was totally a raw sex just for the sake of sex but Rebecca was. I had forgotten there was someone else still here. Clare let out a little chuckle and said, "We'd better get back to work." Not that I wanted to but she was right. If he had walked in, there was no explaining what we were up to and gossip runs riot in a bar. As I sulked back into the bar I saw he hadn't finished but I really wanted rid of him. He took being let off early really well which left Clare and I alone. We did finish our cleaning before returning to the kitchen. This time, before we.