...........One year later............................Michele obediently leaned over the desk as soon as the man entered theroom; she opened her legs s...ightly and bent forward resting her elbows onthe mahogany desk top. The man moved behind her, admiring her well-propositioned buttocks straining the navy blue material of her business-suit skirt. He liked the way the kick-pleat opened up to expose hersilken-clad thighs; the dark welts of her stocking tops just visible.He unzipped himself as he. "The boat is chartered continuously up through next July. I think we'll do okay with it." So why was it on the market if it's in so much demand?" I had to ask."Easy," John said, "the couple who own the charter company are busting up. The finance company they own boat with said that they had to sell it immediately or they would repossess it." Okay, I'm game, what did you steal a hundred and fifty foot yacht for, you gangster?" I asked John, laughing and almost crying."Enough that I could. She kissed me ever so lightly on the lips. Stella took another glance towards the kitchen. We could her them still reading the paper. She looked back at me again. She slid her hand from my cheek, along my back, and down to my ass. She whispered, "I've always liked your ass." I was speechless. This was great. Her hand gently rubbing my ass. It felt so good. And then she did it. Stella took hold of my cock with her other hand. Her hand was cool and soft, and it was on my dick. I wanted to touch. I mean…. Try it now.’ ‘OK’ Taylor said and spun round ‘unzip me.” She felt Michelle’s hands on her back, pulling down the zip and lingering on her bare flesh just a little longer than they should. She shrugged off her dress and heard a sigh escape Michelle’s lips as she stood in just a thong, which she then slid down her long slim legs. She bent at the waist to take it off and sneaked a glance back wards. Michelle was licking her lips with eyes fixed on Taylor’s ass and pussy, her hand was.