She had been to me as a friendly counselor though the years. She had often came to me for advice and help. We had been close like that since she was a...ound 9 years old. Back then I saw her as a child and had no interest in her sexually. She would come over and help me around the house and do laundry for me from time to time. She had helped me a great deal right after the divorce from my wife. Now I saw her as a sexy young woman and as she cried, I felt my cock stiffen. I told her that. " "Ah," he said. "Then why aren't you over there in building C visiting with her?" I laughed and said, "Well, her boyfriend came over and now they are fucking." He smiled. "Yeah, that can be a little awkward." "A little." I said, "It was mostly just turning me on. I came out here to cool down a bit." "Did you cool down?" he asked. "No." I said and moved a little closer to him. We continued talking and flirting for a bit. The entire time I kept catching him looking at my boobs. He was wearing. Probably too much Jack and not enough coke. After a little while Amanda turned to me with her intense eyes. I could tell she was going to get me to do something I wasn’t going to like. I was right. She grabbed my hand and led me out onto the dance floor. At first I slightly protested about going onto the dance floor, but after half my drink was in my system I didn’t care. We danced for a while Amanda swayed and actually danced to the music. While I allowed the music to move me. For all I knew I. He got on top her, licking her breasts, mouth, and neck. I was only inches away from them. By this time my own cock stood tall.He moved his mouth down to between Emma’s thighs. He gave me a quick look then started the lick and kiss her pussy. I looked at my wife. She had her eyes closed, her face showing the pleasure she was receiving. I held her hand and she opened her eyes and smiled at me, a gasp of pleasure escaping from her mouth.Emma then sat up and moved him on his back, her arse in the.