Time to make my way to Tara. I find her already nude, except for one of the bathrobes I keep for customers. Tara loves her massages, but she doesn't l...ke to take time undressing. And if Andy is beautiful, Tara is every bit his equal. Like me, she's thirty-three but that's where the resemblance ends. She is, like all ballerinas, very slim. I am tall and broad-built, not overweight but my hips and bust are substantial, and I don't go anywhere without a heavy bra. Tara is graceful and feminine,. Finally he pushed her away."We better stop that or I'll want to... " He licked his lips."Do it again?" she finished for him.There was a pause, but then he admitted, "Yes." And you think I'd try to stop you?" Her voice made it clear she thought that was unlikely.Now his arousal made itself known, as his penis rose and bumped into her thighs."I can't believe I make you hard," she said, staring into his eyes."I can," he said."Let's go find a bed," she said."Are you serious?" His eyebrows rose.For. "Beautiful." It was the second time I said that, but this time I think she realized I meant it. I was nothing but sincere.When she turned to leave this time, I didn't stop her but she only went a single step before she turned and asked, "Would you like to have a drink after work?"No, I was married, "Yes." Strange how powerful lust and passion can be isn't it?The next couple of hours dragged on and I never saw her until she came again to my office, wearing her coat and carrying her purse.. She liked putting things up her back passage then and she still did as an adult.After a few hours sleep Sandra awoke. Ana-Margarida's hand had gone over Sandra and caressed the much larger breast in her sleep. Sandra put the hand back carefully and got out of bed to start her day. Catrina was still sleeping and her own hand was between her legs. It looked like the woman had been able to find some relief herself after a fashion. The two boys were on the outside of the large bed and their mother.