I will always love you, but this is different.” “Different! What’s different? We have a good marriage. Thirty-five years, a wonderful home. What...��s different?” He looked at her, anger darkening his eyes. “God damn it, Catherine, what’s different?” He stood up, pushing the chair back. “Sit down, Martin. Please.” “I don’t want to sit down. I want to know what’s different!” Catherine stood up and went to Martin and tried putting her arms around him, but he shoved her away, staring at her, his. Michelle blushed and kissed me, which told me that she definitely knew what she was getting herself into. I told her it was okay to return to the lounge and tell him herself.I left it a few more minutes before proceeding to the lounge, when I opened the door George was knelt down between on the floor directly in front of Michelle who was sitting on the sofa. She shifted a little so that he could get a good look at her pink lacy thong. I sat beside Michelle placing my hand on her skirt hem,. " trying not to sound excited. "I guess it is a company uniform, just the ones they give to the booth babes." She lets down her skirt covering her panties. "Is that all they sent?" I ask her."Yeah." Hmm. well, I guess you'll just have to wear those uniforms until they can send the correct ones." I tell her."Can't I just dress casual boss? it's just me and you here anyway." I mean, now that you are officially hired, I can't have you working while not in a uniform, even I do." I point to the. I was half-shocked at this news, but turned on none-the-less. We looked at each other for another long time, and then I leaned in to kiss her. This time was really something special. Instead of a hot pre-sex foreplay kiss, it was more passionate. The minute our lips met, something started pumping inside me, wanting more, but also wanting to calm me down. It sent shivers down my neck, and I just wanted to kiss her passionately forever. Obviously, she had no intention of this, and instead.