"Thank you, Sweetheart," she cooed. "I know I can't ask more than that right now. You have always been fair. That is just one of a million things, big...and small, I love about you."Would someone please get me a shovel? This is getting really deep. She gently stroked my cheek with her hand."I'll be waiting for your call, Lover," she murmured, smiling.I watched her strut regally towards the curb and her waiting Lexus. Knowing I would be watching, she tossed in an exaggerated wiggle that rivaled. My boss, Geena, was the assistant manager of the mailroom, and her boss, Randy, was both manager of the mailroom and a nephew of the owners. Atypically, I liked both of them – they were good people that appreciated their employees, yet didn’t tolerate slackers, ass-kissers, or excuses. The windfall from my Grandmother was a wonderful thing, and I loved her for the fact that she thought of me. But I was promoted early thanks to my efforts to be a good worker and there was a promise of more to. I get an idea, carrying her to my bed, I slowly drop her down below me, Pulling my top off from the hem to my shoulders, showing her my tone older body. She moans in approval, Placing her tiny hands on my abs, she takes it as time to explore. Kissing around my waist band and looking up into my eyes, god I love her eyes..the prettiest green. Standing at the edge of the bed while she teases me, looping my hand into her hair...Growling. I've never wanted something so bad. Holding the long strands. "Meg pushed the sides of the robe away to expose the gorgeous nude teenage body. Carey's long brown hair had natural sun highlights throughout. Her eyelashes were full, with golden streaks like her hair, and framed her clear brown eyes perfectly. Her face was clear and clean with few traces of monthly acne. Meg couldn't resist gently pulling a tress Carey's soft hair down over her shoulder. Her fingertips lightly touched Carey's skin as she brushed them down over the girls arms and then down.