Her eyes were closed! Now with my eyes back on the man's face, only occasionally darting towards his wife, I slid my hand along my inner thigh under t...e skirt, almost caressing the soft flesh. Hooking my fingers under the crotch of my panties I paused, twisting my head to scan the area. Then, after glancing at the wife again, I lifted the hem of my skirt and pulled the crotch of my panties to the side. It was only for a moment, but the man's wide eyes told me he saw plenty. I withdrew my hand. She assured Cindy that it would all make sense in time,and to do what made her happy. The girls at school didn’t bring it up anymore and things went back to normal.Cindy was back to her old self and they were getting ready for the holidays.Someone brought in a catalog of costumes including a Santa suit and they decided to have a sit on Santa’s lap week.Now since the girls were busy working on getting their license guess who was going to be Santa? The new Girl! Just by coincidence I own a very. ‘Log off! Now!’ she hissed at me. I didn’t know why but I did as she ordered. ‘Get your things. Turn your answer phone on. Now!’ She seemed agitated but Heather is my girlfriend. She had never been this peremptory. I obeyed. ‘Come on. We are going down the fire stairs.’ My office is at the end of a corridor, by the fire stairs and furthest from the lift. Heather peered out of the door, beckoned to me, and we slipped through the fire door to the stairs. Once we were two floors down she told me. "My, my, what have we here," she saidwith mock surprise as she stared at the bulge in my jogging suit."Aren't you wearing any panties?" That's for me to know and you to find out," I said coquettishly. Shepushed me back on the sofa and before I knew it, my pants were down tomy ankles and she was tearing off her jeans. "You're no one to talk," Isaid when I saw that she wasn't wearing panties either. She pinned medown and began to rub her pussy against my aching cock."You realize what this means,".