We turned into a wooded gravel road. Istarted looking for the house but the road kept going.One last turn and there it was.It wasnt a big house. There...were just the two of us sowed never wanted or needed a big house, but it hadcharm. It looked like a happy house.We parked and went inside. I saw so many things wedtalked about wanting over the years; big, sunnywindows; leather furniture in the den with a leatherottoman that was just the right size; a kitchen tableand counters that were the. ”I started to reach into my skirt to get it, but he stopped me and said, “No, I’ll get it.”When he said that, I sort of saw where this was going. I was a fairly attractive girl, with rather big breasts for my age… my tits were already 35D’s, with big areolas, and nipples that made noticeable bumps in my tops, even when I wore a bra….which I wasn’t wearing that day. I had a low cut crop top on that barely held my boobs in place, and a denim mini skirt, with thong panties underneath.The manager. She lies down in the back of my car, pulling her skirt up to her waist, and I pull you over to watch as I get the taste of someone else's pussy for the first time. I spread her legs and kiss and nibble my way up her thighs. When I get to her pussy I let my fingers explore her first. She is completely shaven and the skin of her pussy is so soft. I run my fingers over her lips and feel her clit poking out a little through them. She is squirming a little, wanting me to lick her. I see her hands. “Gotcha,” Meaghan said. “How about this, then?” She reached up to a rack and pulled down a short, pleated black dress. “Pretty simple right?”“I like that,” Sophie said. “Will it, um… fit?”Meaghan took the dress off the hanger and held it up to Sophie’s body. “If you don’t mind showing off a little chest,” she said, fingering the deep neckline. “But it’s part spandex, so it will stretch without feeling too tight on you. And if we add some stockings…” she walked back a few steps and pulled some.