So I decided to pack my bags and move on, with no regrets. It was her negative attitude towards me and my career that convinced me that my wife and I ...ere incompatible. So it was not a hard decision for me to pack my bags and say goodbye.My new boss Paul Raven was in his mid thirties, married with two daughters and like myself was also a passionate car lover. During my employment interview we got into talking cars and he was admiring my new white Triumph Sports car which was parked outside his. I find it hard sometimes to judge the ages of young girls, but I knew that legally she had to be at least eighteen although she looked younger. She was, I admit, a pretty little thing with her hair in bunches. She’d already had her top removed and was wearing a pretty pink bra which she hardly needed as it only covered a pair of small breasts. Her skirt was bunched around her waist and she was wearing a pair of matching pink panties. As I watched the other woman was helping the man to undo his. Our tongues search each others mouths as my hands start exploring every inch of you. I kiss my way across your cheek down to your neck. You tilt your head back and I cover every inch of your neck with kisses. I work my way to your shoulders and then your chest. I kiss and lick your breasts slowly making my way to your hard nipples. I swirl my tongue around your nipples for a few moments until I suck one into my mouth. I suck hard on your nipple as I tease it with my tongue. You push yourself. We got along okay, sure we squabbled, and he, for whatever reason, would often try to avoid me. After a month or so of our new family life, I started to find that, occasionally, one or two pairs of my panties would be missing. They would eventually turn up, so I did not give it much thought. Then, one evening, I swore that I saw a camera flash when I was showering. I did not know what to make of this, so I started to keep an eye out whenever I would bathe. A few days later, while waiting for.