The kind we men eat, as well as fondle. I dropped my hands below the table. Kayleigh and Gloria captured them, and pulled them under their skirts."Sor...y, Patrick. I didn't mean to hide anything, just not shock. Vanessa, slide off your thong." Kayleigh and Gloria both were shaved, or at least very trimmed. It made them feel delicious.Sheraton Fishermen's Wharf, Late lunch WednesdayThe ladies went off, one by one, to the ladies' room to change into outfits more suitable for the club.Patrick told. "Take your time, miss." I'm soooo sorry Charlie." Despite having been a New Yorker for closeto a decade now her English desire to apologise always won through."Don't worry."She found it at the bottom of her bag, surrounded by crumbs and tissuessmeared with old make-up.By the time she reached the office it was 9:46am. She could see themorning meeting breaking up so she went to one of the hot desks. Shehoped that, if she kept her head down, people would think she had beenstanding at the back.Her. “Well, I was thinking, I have off most of January. I don’t know what your schedule is going to be, but you’ll probably have at least a few weeks off. You could come and visit me, and we could go away for a week.”She had an eager look to her face. “Where?”I shrugged. “Who cares? Anyplace would have to be warmer and sunnier than New York in the winter!”She gave me a disdainful look. “New York is a great place in the winter!”“Not if you’re wearing a bikini it isn’t!” That got a giggle from her.. She started removing my shirt. I was busy with her boobs. I slid my hand under her petticoat my hand was in the glory hole. I slid my finger inside. It was wet.She started moaning loudly. She closed her eyes. Her mouth opened up her head arched back. As my fingers moved inside her, she was moaning more and more, and her body froze. Then I took it out she gasped for breath. She sat and pushed me on the bed and opened my belt and removed my jeans.Then she slept and pulled me on her and held my.