Her heels came up and went hard into the mattress as she lifted her butt eight inches off the surface, her right knee slamming into the front of Bob's...thigh. The high pitched keening wail came again and she fell limply back to the bed. Her hand finally released his prick and he leaned forward to kiss the upper swell of her right breast.He rolled away from her, and she gasped, "Don't go!" I have to go to the bathroom," he said softly."C-come back!" she panted."I will," he assured her.He started. " What do you propose to do?" Go tell him he's not crazy and hold his hand long enough for him to believe it. I'll need a solid cover in his professional world 'cause he'll be pretty insulated against random outsiders." That'll take a lot of subjective time and I really don't want to spare you."Gloria crossed her arms and cocked her head at her manager. "Boss, I've been doing this for eighty-seven years subjective, from just about the start of this."She paused long enough for him to nod an. I had several skirts that opened up the front with big overall snaps; he would slide his hand between our bodies, and inside my skirt. Since I never wear underpants, it was easy for him to reach between my legs and diddle my clitoris, which we both loved him doing, and he went so far in that crowded bus as to slide his finger up my juicing hole and finger fuck me. What a turn on that was. My hand was busy also fondling his cock through his pants...it was made sexier because he never wore. . that he and I had a little liaison together this morning. It’s not for me to break confidences and I can see that Jonathon doesn’t want to tell you about it but ... um ... I did invite both of you to mine this evening. I thought I’d have a little soiree; just the three of us.” I’m forcing my voice to speed up; feigning nervousness. I drop a hand to the hem of my skirt and start to fiddle revealing the lace tops of my hold ups in the process.“I promise it will be fun and ... err ... it would.