As I said…it was fun to write. * ‘Molly, what do you think of Morris?’ ‘He’s fine, he’s always polite.’ ‘No, I mean…you know…what...do you think of him?’ ‘Kate, I don’t think of him ‘that way’…ever. He doesn’t do anything for me. I mean, you know how this company is, it’s all about ‘dress for success’. He’s always dressed neatly but he sure as hell doesn’t spend a lot on his wardrobe. That slicked back ‘college’ long hair doesn’t do much to impress me—or the big boys. He’s painfully shy and. I had no bad intention until this incident happened. As usual, she used to come to my home to ask help for her kid school assignments. She was looking so sexy. She came into my room sat next to me and started discussing the kid assignment. I was able to see her cleavage properly and was not able to concentrate what she was telling. I kept staring her from top to bottom, her lips, boobs, thighs without her knowledge. After a while, she left to her home. I started masturbating the next moment. I'm interested in the old Plymouth coupe " she said in a very sultry voice."Yeah, would you like to take it for a test drive" I said trying to smoothly get up, and get the keys. "Yes please. I have a lot of questions. " her face showing her excitement"Where are my manners ,I'm Michael and you are?" I asked"Grace" she replied now standing beside me in a halter neck sundress. Her large firm cleavage stretching the dress tight against her body."Grace let me get the paperwork for you to take it for. But Lynn was willing to keep silent if the room got iceberg cold. Misting, condensation vapors began to trail from the blowing wall unit, so Lynn took it as a good sign and darted to retrieve her things from the car. She returned and placed her luggage on the floor and laid the Dream Catcher on the bed. Tossed the keys on the nightstand and went and stood in front of the blowing cold air. ‘Aha,’ Lynn began to feel refreshed instantly. She pulled her shirt up slightly to allow airflow to the wet.