But I suppose fingers will have to do... Jerry smiled broadly at Brittany as he left for the day. He was half in love with their bombshell of a recept...onist - every man in the building was - but there was something particularly appealing about her that day. Her smile seemed wider, her skirt seemed tighter, her top seemed even more low-cut... No, that wasn’t it. It was her attitude. She was always bubbly and personable - it was what Brittany was known for. But today she somehow seemed extra. I frequently lust for him. He was about 25 years old, with a muscular body. That day he was at the counter and while making payments at the store, I caught him red-handed glaring at my boobs. I was enjoying the moment and in an attempt to lit the moment I bowed down giving a full view of my cleavage acting as if I was picking up the fallen packets of biscuits. I didn’t stop him from doing so instead winked at him, which gave him the signal that I too was enjoying the moment and wanted to hook. Carol started to squirm a little on the chair, the wine had reduced her inhibitions and my little pussy show had turned her on. I was fairly sure at this stage that if I'd offered to fuck her there and then she'd have said yes. So that's more or less what I did. With her gaze firmly fixed on my cunt I said,"What are you staring at Carol?" This shook her out of her trance, " Nothing Ann, I'm just a little tired, I think I'd better be going" I got up and sat next to her, held her hand in mine and. Camille dropped me off at my house with plenty of time to spare.I went to my room to straighten it up a little (things started to pile up), and realized that I promised to give Kristen a call when I got home from the initiation.I went downstairs into the study and picked up the phone. I called Kristen's house, and told her that I just got home."That's funny," Kristen replied. "Sherry's been here for five minutes." Sherry's there?" I asked."Yeah. She wanted to tell me about what happened. Since.