I’d say it was about 5 inches above the knee.She was definitely a business woman on the road. She carried a black shoulder briefcase and had to run ...er laptop through the xray.i watched carefully as she removed her shoes going through the xray. She obviously worked out; probably a runner, because her legs were shapely with strong calves and slim ankles. When she balanced to remove her shoes, the muscles of her thighs rippled when she steadied herself and I felt a quiver when I was able to. All hands point to Margaret."Do not worry Maggie. If they are going to throw anyone to the wolves it will be me. No one likes a trouble maker." I say jokingly as try to boost her sinking morale."We are going to get out of this. I promise you," I added as well."Well I guess that is the best I'm going to get out of this," Margaret shakes her head and chews her bottom lip as she worries about her fate. "But if you are all gonna be behind me, I'll do it. But I would like very one to to this is not. He reached between them and took his hardness in hand. He gave himself a couple of strokes as she gently tried to rub her ass against him. Then he rubbed the head against her moist and bare lips and with a squat and a thrust he had pushed it in. She made a little moan, which he was unsure if it was real or fake, arching her back and pushing her ass back slightly to take a little more inside. Then he took her waist and pushed himself up to slide the rest of the way into her sticky and steamy. Kevin ran his card through the reader – keenly aware of Felicia on his arm – and opened the door to let her in first. He scowled toward the two men milling around by the elevator, but one good look at their bulging muscles made him think twice about going any farther than that. “You’re a lifesaver,” Felicia said as he shut the door, her worried expression finally fading away. She then looked around. “I thought you were with your family?” “Got my own room. They’re down the hall a ways. You can.