You know what I mean. Claire loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get her in the mood to fuck and she could be an amazing lov...r. Claire was a secretary for a large law firm and I knew her latest lover was one of the lawyers in the firm. So I wasn't surprised when she didn't come home after work one day and still hadn't shown up when I went to bed that evening around eleven. I was startled out of sound sleep about 6:40 the next morning by the sound of the phone ringing.. . It’s my dad ... but he’s never home these days ... even today he went off to play golf with his friends ... I think mum wants to get one and said she’d ask him again, so long as I promise to take him for walks and clean up after him... !”“I see ... So did you have fun with Rambo in the garden yesterday evening... ?”“Err ... yes ... how did you know... ?”“He told me... !”“WHAT... !”“No I’m only joking ... I saw you wiping his cum off your face and licking your lips. Also his cock was still. Mrs M looked across directly at him. "Do you like what you see Charles?" "Errr… yes, Mrs M." Diane pulled over; they were now on a country lane. With the fingers of her left hand she slowly stroked the length of her pussy finishing with the slightest rub of her clit. The tips of her fingers were covered in sexual ooze. She brought them up to his mouth and smeared his lips with them. "And do you like what you taste Charles?" "Oh definitely, Mrs M." Diane started driving again. "I'm taking us to. ”“And it’s so short that you could probably see her pussy when she sat down,” Liz said. “Are you going to tell me that you didn’t notice that either?”“I didn’t!” I said. “It was...”“Innocent?” Liz said. “That dress doesn’t look innocent and neither does the fact she’s humping your leg.”“She was not!” I said loudly.Liz broke out into laughter.“I know and I’m sorry,” she said. “I just couldn’t resist.”“Fuck,” I said, exhaling sharply. “I thought you were really pissed at me.”“Nah,” Liz replied..