I removed her jeans and pulled her inner too. She had a clean shaven pussy. I started licking her pussy with my tongue and even started fingering her....he was moaning and pressing my head towards her pussy harder. I pressed her boobs with a single hand over her t-shirt. I removed her t-shirt and she undressed me too. I did it till she was about to cum. I kissed her on the neck and slowly moved towards her nipples.I started sucking them like there is no more tomorrow. Her boobs were completely in. She quickly excused herself and went to the ladies room. Bob was smiling.**********On the drive home, Christine quietly told me I was right. “About what?” I asked.“About Bob,” she said. “Did you see what he did?”I lied and told her that I only saw her leave to go to the restroom. I told her I was worried about her because she was gone for a bit.She then told me how he fingered her through her slacks. How he pushed up so hard he made contact with her clit. She even said his thumb was playing. Her hair was blonde, but he suspected that was one of the few natural things about her. The subtle shadings could not be achieved by the hands of anyone but a true artist and even then, he doubted that she would have allowed it. No, her hair was her one true possession which made Alex wonder why she wore it so severely restricted. Samantha had just welcomed her boss back to Paris and they were talking, not as friends but business colleagues, their postures formal and Samantha was deferring as. " He gave me a boyish grin and sighed. "Nope, Mike's my brother. I'm Jeff, the loser son, he smiled ,' I run an online franchise, but hustle here four hours a day for extra cash." Before I could respond, he placed his tray on my table and dashed off down a small hallway and vanished around the corner. I waited a couple of minutes and followed him. Noticing the door slightly ajar, I walked in and locked it. Facing away from me, adjusting his massive manhood in his jeans, he began to.