Inside that office her mind raced through a thousand different things. How long would he be, had she been right all this time, all the signals, the kn...wing looks, they were all for her, weren't they?Suddenly she heard the footsteps. Her heart raced. She moved back towards the desk and waited.The boss entered the office and closed the door. Without saying a word he walked across the room and switched on the desk lamp which shone a warm glow onto Jane. She was wearing a simple white blouse, short. Once again, this was fun, but he had real doubts and anxiety growing in the back of his mind. What if she decided that she liked pussy more than dick and just wanted to be with a woman? What if she turned out to be gay? He would be crushed by that.Of course, Margie also felt something ... off about this threesome, as great as it was. She enjoyed it, but it was just ... weird somehow. It felt almost robotic in some ways, not as playful and wrought with feeling as the first time. And then it hit. She whispered “I love you” then closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of affectionHe ran his hands down her body to where her jeans were fastened. He unbuttoned them and pulled them off the ends of her legs. He looked at the pair of panties she was wearing and noticed the wet patch showing him that she getting turned on. Her legs were so smooth. He ran his hands up from the back of her legs to her thigh, and then gently touched her small pussy, moist with anticipation, she moaned with. I don't think she'll **** you!" As soon as the door closed, the girl got up, walked into the kitchen and told me, "The reason he said that is because I love older men". I asked her her age. "18", she said (a lie, I found out later). I'm 22, that's older, was my reply. So she said her name was Penny, and she babysat here a lot, the husband was her Dad's best friend. Then she began telling me all kinds of crazy stories about how this guy would take her out to the garage and tie her to the garage.