When we approached she simply pointed down the hall. We passed the open doors, each with a different face looking curiously at us. At the end, Paolo k...ocked at the only closed door."Avanti," came the voice from inside. Paolo pushed the door open. Gino was sitting behind a huge desk in a spacious room. It had a large oak dining table for a conference table with ornate chairs and velvet upholstery. Tapestries hung on the wall on either side of the door. That was the only wall that wasn't windows. He is gone most of the time even when home he is planning his next meeting so as she puts it she has a roommate that pays all the bills. Getting bored at home alone she went to work as Christmas help at a department store near her home. Three days till Christmas this happens. It's Monday morning and Jen gets ready to head to work kissing Tom good-bye and driving in. In the parking lot Jen sees a women about 25 kind a tall pretty with some k**s thinking man she sure is pretty Jen walks. She wiggled her panty-clad ass at me in a move so reminiscent of Mom the night before. Then she threw a sexy look over her shoulder."You gonna fuck with your clothes on? You'll at least need to pull your little guy out." He wasn't THAT little. With a grin, she grabbed the bottom of her turtleneck and pulled it over her head. No bra. Damn! I'm defenseless."What about Danica? Mia? Shay? I thought our little trysts were temporary diversions?" I was saying this as I made quick work of my own. He has a strong defined face, with that rough stoic look that both he and my fiancé possess when they look at you. Well defined and stern when they are not cracking jokes on each other and smiling and laughing. Both of them looking at me and joking about all this was making me feel so wet. I knew my pussy was getting swollen. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some reason I kept pushing this issue. So how big is it I asked again now very curious and secretly aroused, I guess.