I PUT MY HAND ON THE BACK OF HER HEAD TO LET HER KNOW I WAS ENJOYING IT. HELEN UNBUTTONED MY SHORTS AND FELL TO HER KNEES TO REMOVE THEM AND MY PANTIE....SHE RAN HER FINGER OVER MY WET CLIT UNTIL IT WAS AS HARD AS A ROCK , THEN SLOWLY EASED A FINGER INTO MY TIGHT WET CUNT.I FELT LIKE I WAS GOING TO CUM WHEN SHE STOPPED AND LAID ME BACK ON THE BED AND REMOVED HER CLOTHES.SHE HAD THE MOST WONDERFUL BODY AND LONGED TO KISS HER ALL OVER BUT IT WAS HER TO RAN HER TONGUE OVER MY CLIT AND FINGERED MY. I’d probably take him back in a heartbeat, but only after making it clear that I slept with another man and that he would have to accept it as the past. I wouldn’t keep up the affair, though. Just like Santa, I treat people differently if they’re naughty or nice,” Tara confessed, blushing.“And the fact that I’m your boss wouldn’t be an issue?” Damien noted, chuckling.“Not really. You’re not the editor-in-chief and I think that I’m a big girl. Certainly a tall one. I can handle myself with you,. Shamefully, I begin to get excited about my young daughter being with a.black man. Perhaps jealous also. I had instructed my daughter to wear her nice checkered knee skirt along with a low cut blouse. She thought that was sexy. I agreed.John arrived at around six and I invited him to sit on the couch next to Stephanie. I served the brownies along with some tea. Stephanie asked John if she could touch his watch and John replied most certainly. I suddenly realized that I was out of ice and milk. I stood in the doorway, taking in the most intimate of sights between two people, his thick cock, glistening in the light, being reflected by her lubrication, her deep gasps mingling with his grunting, the raw music of lovemaking, two people oblivious and fucking as if their lives depended on it.As a young female, conventional wisdom would assume I would disappear, and make haste to the other side of the door, and pretend I never saw anything.I confess to being a watcher, or voyeur, I am.