We had another coffee for the road."One more thing," he said as I was leaving. "When Aine tells you thatshe has seen her real Dad you should take thi... as a warning to cut backon the coffee and cigarettes or you will be dead in a year. But untilthen the cigarettes and coffee will help you. Goodbye."I went home with my head racing with all the things Mr Jones had told me.I wrote down everything I could remember in a book I wrote Aine's nameon. I would be setting wheels in motion tomorrow. As she stood there she slowly lifted her skirt for me to see that she had no panties on placing my hand on her smooth little pussy. I asked if her street customers knew she was working here? She smiled just wait and see giggling all you have to do is teach me to operate the register and maybe do as you have in the past be my clean up pussy licker. Well what else could you ask for in a fellow employee? She learned to operate the register with no problems then pushed me down to pussy level. I had had enough by this point and decided to go to the bar, if my wife noticed me I was just going to ask her to get me some crisps. I got as close to her as possible, but equally trying not to be seen by her, or her s****r. I managed to get close enough and couldn’t believe what I saw, his hand was indeed on her arse, but not just that, he was actively caressing it as well, to which she was doing nothing. I had a lot of emotions going on at this point, namely anger and shock, but for some. She had not realized that she was so uptight but as she began to reach climax Kim figured that this was going to be no normal orgasm. There was more to the path that lay before her and she could feel herself rushing towards it now at break-neck speed with the inevitability of a freight train. She was mashing her fingers into herself now and her other hand was dancing around her clitoris like there was no tomorrow. Try as she could though the climax itself would not come. Something in herself.