She held them up and announced that she had found them while cleaningout the closet in the upstairs bedroom, and inquired what to do withthem. With my...heart pounding in my chest, I informed her to go ahead andthrow them out, that they were leftovers from a long ago Halloween partywhen my ex-girlfriend had come up with the crazy idea for me to go as ahooker. I could feel that my face was burning red, and I hoped that shewas buying it, but I knew by the little smile that was playing at thecorners. "I heard the other girl coming back and covered myself. She came around the corner and saw the Margy looking at me. I turned and found Sally with a list and pencil in her hand."He heard," Margy said."Shame on you," Sally said, handing the other girl her materials. "Come, I'll take care of you. She's much too young." May I watch?" Margy asked as Sally took my arm."No," the first girl said with a laugh, "but you can have his second helping. It's much less strenuous."I smacked her bottom and. Like... Grampa can't know. Not him. Can we keep it secret from Grampa Tyler?"Until that moment Thompson had forgotten that this young girl was the granddaughter of the man who'd firmly planted the cuckold horns on his head. At once this appealing, young girl's vulnerability had new significance."We need to talk about this Sarah. Alone. In my office. Can you come see me tomorrow at 9 AM?" But tomorrow's Saturday?" Perhaps your Grampa Tyler will come see me then." Please not that Mr. Thompson.. ”Emma laughs with him and tells him, “I hope this will be part of my performance reviews in the future too.”They fall together laughing and with such pleasure being together. After a bit, Donald helps her put her panties back on, pulls up his pants, and helps her stand. Emma is worried that in that flurry, Donald did not get to cum. He assures her that it is alright, there is always next time.They spend the rest of the day quietly, both working from home. Emma is now eager to finish her.