You may ask, what of Natalie? We've neglected our main character. She's not, as they say, a happy bunny, but she's also not really looking at herself....She's concentrating all her attention on her job and is really doing very well at it. Her boss, Bernard Jenkins, the CEO, was very drawn to her. At sixty years old and a divorcee, he was wondering if he was too old to ask her for a date. They'd had lunch together a few times but she had kept matters very business-like. She had retreated into her. She remained aloof of conversations, and mysterious in her soft seldom spoken words.I dropped them off and watched as they walked away. It was hard not to look right at Ivonne's massive behind wiggling with each step, she wore tight cotton pants that didn't hide a thing. Bianca too, looked lovely in a short pleaded skirt and knee high stockings. The other girl Susie was fat and easy to avoid with the eyes. I forced myself to watch Danitza, and her small firm behind caught the dress only. I noticed he had his hand on Jay's bum and was squeezing the cheek. I remember wondering why she was letting him but she seemed to be enjoying herself. Then things got more hazy & seemed to happen quickly but in slow motion if that makes sense. He took his other hand and slipped it into her dress feeling her tit. Her eyes were closed and she nestled her head into his chest, she was obviously getting aroused. His hand wandered down between her legs and he rubbed her through her dress, her. Her head was back, her eyes closed, that little gap between her lips that I had savored so many times. Her free hand reached back to grip the back of her chair as she slid down to half lay in her chair, allowing her to arch higher, her pussy sliding over my tongue until we both moaned.An image flashed into my over-worked mind – Diane, stretched out naked, on a real bed for once, gripping the headboard and arching helplessly as I drove her to whatever ecstasy I could. Another image flashed in.