"Missy sent me out the door without even cab fare. She slapped my rearand said, "Mmm. Love that padding." Club Indigo was halfway acrosstown. How ...as I going to get there? I walked along, gingerly takingsmall steps, trying to get used to those heels. I was on a narrow,poorly lit side street. As I passed under a street light a car sloweddown and the driver, a middle-aged guy wearing a sport coat over aflannel shirt and sporting a baseball cap, called out, "Hey, sweetcheeks. How much for. "It's a very nice prick, uh, I mean schlong. You have every right to be proud, Mr. Vastos. At your age, too." "Poor Theo. He stuck with it now. I no bother with that stuff any more, but Theo, he still like it." Mr. Vastos looked imploringly at Susie, then down at his slightly wilting erection. She reached out tentatively and touched his cock. His wife said nothing. Emboldened, Susie wrapped her fingers around it, feeling it throb against her hand. Then she started moving her hand. It was not easy with a bra on. I stood up and unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor. I unbuttoned my blouse I unclasped my bra, throwing them onto my skirt. I sat down again on the toilet seat in only my thigh high beige, skin coloured pantyhose. It felt strange being topless in the workplace. I was consumed by the memory of my Singapore hotel Sauna experience. I opened my legs and felt my pussy on top of the hose. I was aroused and I needed to self-pleasure. I ripped the stocking. He continued rubbing me but moved his body close to mine from behind.Since he was now too close to kiss my shoulders, I relaxed. With one hand reaching around my waist, he used his other hand to guide my head to one side and started to kiss my cheek. I must have made a nervous giggle as I started to protest, "What do you think you're doing?" His hand guided my face over towards his and his tongue tried to push itself past my lips. My eyes must have gone wide, as I was stunned by this old guy.