My pussy was already drenched, but now my clit was buzzing like an alarm clock in my head. I pulled off my shorts. Brent watched as I slipped a hand u...der my panties. He watched in fascination as I touched myself behind the white cotton barrier. His cock appeared to be hardening before my eyes, and his stroking became more diligent. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I pulled my wet fingers out and slid my panties off. Brent’s eyes went wide. I could tell he admired my neat trim job. I felt very sexy. If I don't get the promotion I'll be a little disappointed. But it won't break my heart.It looks now, though, as if there might soon be a change in my marital situation. I'm not going to do it right away. I still don't want to scare my little Mouse off. But I can't wait to see her face when she sees the engagement ring she's going to get before very long.I wondered for just a second if my feelings for Mouse had anything to do with a subconscious desire to satisfy the people at J.A.M. But that. " I croaked, "They're an Anniversary present."Simon screwed them up and threw them at me "She won't need them anymore!" he laughed. Then he cupped the back of her neck and pulled her forward, roughly tugging off her blouse. With his free hand he then unclipped her bra from the back, as he pushed her back down his fingers curled around the front of her bra, which he pulled sharply away from her body as she fell back. He gave the bra a cursory look before throwing it to the floor.As a. " Tonight'?" Si, si. Dawson will arrive at ten. He will meet us at the plane. Phone the hangar and instruct them to make sure everything is in order -- we take off at ten-thirty."And the girl?" She can come along -- a brief vacation. You can fill her time, I trust; Dawson and I will be occupied -- oh, phone Acapulco and tell them to have the car waiting. And alert Maria that we shall have a chavalita guest overnight. I want everything in order, including champagne and caviar for two -- in my.