"I should apologize for that," he said to me, when he finished kissing me, "but I'm not going to!" "Good, I don't want your apology," I said with a ...mile, "just kiss me again." I made the decaf coffee, and brought out the only liqueur I keep on hand, an Irish creme liqueur, that is great with coffee. We sat on the sofa, and drank our coffee, sipped our liqueur and necked like a couple of horny teenagers, instead of the mature couple we were. I watched him as he undid the top buttons of. She had white thigh highs and her heels on. Nothing else."Very nice!" And she was. Of course, the dress she had been wearing had given me pretty good advance warning as to what was, or wasn't underneath. Like I said, I like looking at pretty women.Soft, flowing hair framing high cheekbones with wide, grey eyes and full, pouty lips. Tits thrust up with quarter-sized areola surrounding the nipples. Nice flat tummy down to a completely shaved pubic area. I was happy to see no tattoos, nor nipple,. The third man I didn’t know, though he seemed focused on me and the last man had eyes only for Jake, so he must not need to talk to me.I got a quick man hug from Terry, a warm handshake from the Judge and then turned to the third man.“I am afraid I don’t know you, sir.” I said, sticking out my hand. “I am Jack McCoy.”“It is a pleasure, Mister McCoy. I am Shimon Neveh and I have been instructed to give you this.” he reached into his jacket and then froze, his eyes widening a bit but showing no. “Mummy won’t be home until later Chad, can I do my homework at your desk?” she asked and then looked at me with her puppy dog eyes, “Pretty please” she added and how could I refuse such a request, she came over and pecked me on the forehead before settling at my desk. I couldn’t help but look across at her sitting up straight, her skirt riding up showing a good deal of creamy white thigh, she turned her head and smiled as she got her books out her bag, so sweet a feeling that I just laid back.