A quick glance in my mirror showed Talia pulling Rachel's cargo pants down past a pair of unexpectedly feminine lace panties.I tried valiantly to keep...both eyes on the road as Rachel straddled Talia's lap, giving the sensuous, exotic teenager easy access to her adorable butt—which was pointed right at me. If I'd wanted, I could have easily reached my hand back twelve inches or so and given that ass a nice grope...Argh! The blare of an air horn yanked my eyes back to the road just in time for me. As it turns out, I didn’t go running right back to him. The guilt I’d shoved back for my temporary pleasure hit me full blast when I got home. I sobbed in the shower for ages. The worst part was I didn’t regret it. It was one of the most extraordinary experiences of my life, and I just hated that it was so messed up.I ignored Patrick’s calls for the day and spent the night at my friend Sophie’s, just in case he showed up. I doubted he would—he couldn’t be that desperate for pussy—but I was too. When she was done, she looked at the young officer and said, “Officer, if you’re not going to arrest me please take these cuffs off.” The young officer then embraced my wife and says, “Ma’am, I’m going to have to place you under house arrest, at my house, and for a long, long time.” After he said that we all had a good laugh, and then he took the cuffs off. Since a hot time was had by all, after the officer put his gear back on he got in his squad car and said, “If you three ever want to play. Even some of the men in the office who hated her are now friendlier. She said it was difficult at the beginning but it came to feel normal pretty quickly and she felt that even when they had to deliver bad news to clients, as long as she was in the room it always turned out okay. Sales did come easier but she said that some of the clients get touchy when her dad’s not around. A private lunch, her dad’s out of town and a couple of drinks… She doesn’t let it get further than a drunken hand.