After dinner, I went back to my room and reviewed my presentation. Then I felt like a drink. I changed into a more casual skirt and printed blouse and...wandered down to the bar. Jay was walking in at the same moment. We thought nothing of taking a table together, and I let him buy me a Manhattan. He was drinking an IPA. I found that I did like him and we enjoyed telling about our lives back home. He was married, too, and had two daughters. He was in the middle of telling me about their trip to. Mrs. Taylor said they were short-staffed again, at which point Julia turned and winked at me. "Sandy'savailable," she said.I wasn't about to disagree. "If you can use me I'd be happy to come,Mrs. Taylor." You could? Oh, that would be marvelous. It'd be so nice to have youback again - you were always such a good worker." And so well dressed, too," Julia kidded."Oh, that reminds me," I said, "my black skirt doesn't fit me anymore ..." Mom, what Sandy's trying to say is she's got a skinny waist. As I reached the kitchen there was a knock on my door, my heart jumped as I knew who it was. When I opened the front door Beth was standing there, smiling, wearing warm up pants and a t-shirt, dressed normal for a teenage girl on a Monday night. I invited her in and showed her to the den. I offered her something to drink as I pored myself a glass of wine, I needed something to take the edge off. When I returned from the kitchen Beth was sitting in the arm chair across from the sofa so I took a. Here I could more comfortably eat her out, and moved my left hand to stroke her stomach and my right to insert a finger into her. This allowed me to concentrate on licking and sucking her swollen clitoris while I finger-fucked her. Within a few minutes her moans turned to cries of ecstasy as she climaxed, secreting more and more juices, soaking my hand and running down my arm. I redoubled my efforts and added a second finger, which before long yielded a second orgasm, and then more. Finally,.