A crowd had now gathered and several women were giggling as they watched me. One young girl (around 17) came up to me and asked me if I needed a lift?...She could see that I was crying and held me against herself."Now, now, it will be okay" she said as she patted my shoulder. I felt like a child again and continued to weep. "Not to worry, sweetie, everything will be alright" she pacified me. She then grabbed onto my hand and led me over to a nearby car. "Don't worry, love I'll drive you home and. Nice to meet you, Niccolo.” He chuckled. “You’ll have to forgive Michael’s little funnies. He tends to speak freely outside the office and with a couple of drinks already consumed.”Niccolo put his hands in his pockets casually. “Of course, it’s nice to see such happy people. I am glad to see Jennifer works with such friendly people.” He smiled at Jerry and Michael, then looked around the room. “Do all of these people work with you then, Jennifer?”Jennifer shook her head. “Heavens, no. I work at. Having been slowly sliding across her ass since the conversation began, it had finally come to a halt against the bare skin of her leg, just above her knee where the hem of her dress ended.Now, it slowly pushed upwards, bunching the fabric with it as it ascended on its slow, inevitable ascent to her sex. Kate continued staring at the framed photo of her graduation day, her younger self staring back at her from the far side of the table; heart pounding as his fingers traced a lazy line upwards. "Now," she said quietly. At times like these her Greek origins crept into her accent, giving her voice a mellow insinuating tone impossible to define, impossible to resist. "Fuck between them," she urged. "Fuck my tits." Mr A groaned and began to ride.Whether Mr and Mrs A were conscious of each other's presence at this climactic moment was difficult to comprehend. If they were, the effect was anything but inhibiting. Perhaps they were in the throes of a huge erotic thrill deriving from what.