It also promised she would be pressed hard against the glass with the thrusting of her hips, giving him a view to watch every unique expression that c...ossed her face, a composition of movement he loved. His eyes continued to linger on her face as she carried on the playing with her breasts. She seemed to be dancing to a little music he couldn’t hear, but easily could imagine. He watched her place a delicate foot on her office chairs and slowly rolled down her stockings allowing him to view her. She had just finished work and was in need of some fun.She emerged from the cubicle dressed leaving little to the imagination, she wore knee high black boots, a short black skirt and a peep hole bra, her pierced nipples protruded from within. She wore a black studded collar and a black butterfly shaped mask. As she had been seen walking into the cubicle the mask I guess was insignificant.She walked to the bar and perched herself onto a tall bar stool, she gestured to the barman who wore only a. With that, both girls got up and headed to their bedroom to put on their “work clothes”. Emmitt was strict that the girls wore only their “work clothes” when doing chores, partly to avoid getting dirty what decent school clothes they had, and second because he enjoyed the view of their baggy cutoff jean shorts, and ratty, almost sheer, wife-beater tanktops. Even in her young age, Maggie had already developed a nice firm set of tits, and a beautiful light brown bush to make any woman proud.. They passed the sides and the bread. Pam had gotten some Greek potato wedges, creamed spinach, and cauliflower in a cheddar cheese sauce. She knew these were some of his favorites and he liked the chicken as well. He had another beer and she drank about half the bottle of wine. They discussed the new business while they ate. When they finished, they cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then they went to the living room and sat on the couch."Okay, I think it is about time you.