Clad in a pair of cutoff jeans that hugged her tight bottom I was mesmerized at the movement of her slender hips as she moved around her vehicle with ...er large sponge applying soapy water.The muscles of her long well-shaped legs flexed under her tanned skin as she moved and I felt a stirring in my groin and butterflies in my stomach as I watched.Her white crop top was tight across her chest and it exposed a hard flat abdomen. It had become wet in spots and clung to her like a second skin and I. Theirrelationship worked for many years and he felt safe with his sexuality ashe knew it would never get out of control as long as he was withBetty. However, all his careful constructs began to unravel and kinkysexual thoughts slowly crept into his mind the more he saw his transformedwife and daughter. But something was still not quite right, because despiteBetty's new look and apparent attitude, she did even less with himsexually. Then about a week ago, Betty uncharacteristically broke out. Health and Safety rules did not applyto the back office."Fired? You crazy? Of course you ain't gonna get fired, we're gonna holdyou to your contract. You gotta work your cute little ass off to pay forall the damage." Mr Scarlatti was a New Yorker, or at least he liked people to think hewas. He leaned back in his chair and surveyed me with narrowed eyes."In any big organisation you gonna get one dumb klutz. Looks like youjust claimed that position here, Delia. Just remember any breakagesgonna. “Yes,” I said. “I’d like that a lot. A lot of lots.”So Sophie, the amazing Mrs. Winterbottom, lifted her skirt and started to massage her clitoris for me.I took out my cock, and stroked it. Damn, how badly I wanted my cock inside her, but respect is the basis of pure pleasure, and I had to respect that and appreciate the gift she was giving me by letting me watch her touch herself. So I watched her build up her orgasm, and I built up my own.Our eyes were locked, we were sharing our feelings and.