Hell, I guess I am just a softy but I just can't say no to him. So after shaking my head in disbelief I told him I would go along with it all. And I w...uld go along! Kyle looked at the two of us for a moment then excused himself to go make a call. Stu hugged and kissed me like a little kid getting his favorite Christmas toy. By the time Kyle came back Stu had already worked out some things he planned to do with the poor woman. For my part I told him to go ahead -- he wasn't ever going to do it. This waxing and waning cycles for some time, yet no one else can see the nonverbal communication.She is intrigued by the idea of teasing this attractive older man. She adjusts her top to make sure too much cleavage isn't showing. She modestly pulls down her dress, only to accidentally allow me to see her inner thighs again. Heating me up, then feigning modesty, and cooling me down. Only to repeat it again. And again.I try to hide my arousal with my book. She tries to hide her arousal by. He made me stop holding my shirt closed so he could see my tits. He lifted up my skirt, and liked the way my stockings were clipped to my labia, and he took photos of me. He said I could go out and work in my old job, the way i was dressed, with my tits showing, or I could work in his office today and do whatever he said and he'd make sure I had higher pay from now on."Erica was humiliated even through her arousal."I knew... I knew what you wanted me to do, Laura, so I told him I'd work in. She got off the bed and took some tissues from the side table and began to clean her face up. She collected her burlesque corset from the floor, but did not put it on. She took her black satin robe from the floor and wrapped it around herself, and picked up her red handbag.“Well gentlemen, thank you. But I must go shower now,” Lupe announced, glancing again in my direction.Lupe was leaving, but also warning me it was time to leave too, as surely Earl was going to want a shower also, and would.