The camera went into over drive and before long I was lying back, legs spread wide revealing the wet patch on the front of my panties. I could sense t...ey had noticed it. “Could you open your legs more?” John said. I smiled at my boyfriend and opened my legs slowly as wide as I could. I looked at daddy’s other two friends. “Do you like what you see guys?” I asked. A resounding yes was the response. As I looked at my boyfriend I had noticed that look on his face. I had seen it before many times.. " Yes, and it doesn't take much." She led me into the living room and we sat on the sofa. "I really do want to talk. How do we proceed?"I grinned. "We kiss again and let things take their usual route."She said, "Seriously, I want to talk this through with you."I put my arm around her and she snuggled in tightly. "Okay, seriously. We like each other, a lot. We both have good skills and work together well as a team. Proceeding is a matter of choices for both of us. We can continue on as we have. Don't refuse!"He got up and went into his secretary's sanctum, returning with a pair of glasses and a large bucket, in which reposed, among many lumps of ice, a large bottle of what Veronica recognised to be a very superior Champagne. This interview was very definitely NOT going the way she had anticipated!After her boss had none too expertly opened the bottle and poured them both a glass, spilling a great deal of expensive sparkling wine upon the office's maroon coloured carpet in the process,. “Oh Dave,” she said. I continued to caress her face, ears and around the back and top of her head. I held her head with both hands. I could tell by her deepened kiss that it was sending tingles throughout her entire body. I laid Fiona on the bed and caressed from her head, past her shoulders, and her arms. As I reached her seemingly delicate fingertips I flicked away any bad energy that might have caused her stress. I then caressed back up her arms and her chest. Fiona tried to remain silent.