He seemed surprised when I called, he said that he and his friends were just leaving a bar and headed back to their hotel to have a few more drinks at...the hotel bar, I said fine and told him I'd meet him there. I changed out of my sweats and back into a slutty outfit consisting of black heels, a black mini skirt and a halter top that showed off my big boobs.The guys were happy to see my and I was getting A LOT of attention from all of them, I couldn't help but rub against Derrick again to try. I was very aroused, my own little nipples hard, my pussy wet, and I realized I was aching to touch herm my own hot fucking sister. I put the heel of my right hand against my clit over my tight jean shorts and began grinding down on it,Kristy continued on, oblivious to my frustration in the closet, running her hands down her soft belly, caressing her lovely skin, tracing circles around her bellybutton with her fingertips. I kept my face pressed to the wooden slats of the door, watching intently. Puzzled, and frightened for my job, I turn to see who is behind me. Relief floods through me when I see its not a manager, but Rachel the cleaning lady. We've exchanged smiles and glances, but never spoke. I begin to think I can convince her to say nothing, and start to put myself back in my pants. Her right hand leaves my shoulder as she reaches down past me. Her breasts brush my shoulder as she talked hold of my cock. "Oh no"' she says, "I said don't let me stop you".She begins to stroke me. A few months passed and work, family, life schedules kept us all from being able to meet again. We eventually were able to invite them to our home for dinner, drinks, and our favorite couples game Cards Against Humanity. We let them know they had the guest room for the evening, so we all proceeded to get quite drunk and high together. They even brought some special weed they got from their family who grows saying it might knock us on our asses…but being Friday night with no responsibilities for.