Steve reached over and grabbed her hand and tugged her down next to him.Brenda giggled and stretched out on the bed alongside her husband. Any thought... of a restful nap were long gone at that point. Her right hand reached down and grabbed his erect cock, and she gasped as his lips closed on her left nipple. “Oh, God, Steve! Oh, that feels good!”Steve didn’t make a response because his lips were busy elsewhere. He was switching back and forth between her nipples, even as his fingers were between. Besides that, he just couldn't seem to get past her openness about what she wanted. And then there was the tiny little fact that she happen to be the boss's daughter!She looked at him, still tugging on his hand and said, "I know you must be wondering what I have been hiding under these clothes! Here's you chance to find out. Just admit it, you want to do it just as bad as I do!"Troy Young remembered when it all began six months ago. He was on his lunch break and had been in a hurry to get back. As I’m rubbing up against him, I’m thinking about last night where he bent me over this same kitchen sink. I’m thinking bout how wet and tight I was for him, and how his thick cock made me scream out his name so loud he gagged me with a dish towel. Moaning more, he traces my figure with his left hand, his right still playing with a pierced nipple. He finds the waist of my tights, slipping his hand in first tracing the lacey edges of my g-string, then to squeeze and rub my ass. Kissing my neck. He looked over at her. Catherine was perfect on every way. Her blonde hair complimented her blue sparkling eyes. Her smile lit up the room when she entered it. Her grace and form spoke of eloquence. The light from the house show the silhouette of her figure. He was such a fool. If he had only spoken up, she could have been his. But he didn’t love her even though he had some feelings towards her. ‘So you must leave tomorrow?’ she asked, not looking at him. ‘Yes, I’m afraid so,’ he replied..