Stacy smiled at my lack of composure. Of late, I had begun to blubber in front of her, acting more like an awed fan of hers than her own father. But t...en again, I could remember the time when I had been worried about her openly flirting with me, but that was three years ago. Three years ago, when it had seemed like she was trying every trick in the book to make me rape her.Thankfully, I had withstood the temptation then... Her foot-long reddish brown hair fell across her face, framing the. ’ ‘Have you remarried?’ I wondered. I didn’t see any rings on her fingers. ‘No. I haven’t even had a date since I left your father.’ ‘Who do you work for?’ I asked. ‘Estelle Cartier. It’s an upscale women’s wear chain with stores across the country in the best malls.’ ‘What do you do there? In Toronto, I mean.’ ‘I became the head buyer after serving with the previous buyer for four years. But I’m retired now?’ ‘Retired? But you’re only … fifty, aren’t you?’ ‘Fifty-two last month. Our company. Suddenly he pulled it out and got on his knees. He pulled off my tight skirt I wanted him to stop, but my mouth was frozen shut with shock and my hands were behind me. Mr. Lewis started to rub his fingers up and down my pussy through my under where. Juices started to soak my panties and he smiled evilly at my. He took his pant and shirt off all the way and yanked off my juice soaked panties. He walked back to his desk and came back with scissors, instantly making me panic. “ what are you going. Amy continued her thoughts on the matter. "We obviously can't do this, right? But $10,000, do you know what we could do with $10,000?" A lot," Eric answered. "But I would be pretty jealous. I don't know how I would feel about it afterwards."Amy thought for a moment again before replying, "You're right. Unless..." Unless what?" Eric answered with a peaked curiosity. Amy continued, "Unless perhaps you took the same opportunity for yourself this evening. That way when we see each other in.