I can already hear sounds of partying downstairs. We should try to be as discreet as possible."Everyone agreed."Should we use the other stairs now?" A...ex asked."No, I think we should always make a show of leaving the room in a group at the end of an afternoon session. What we need to avoid is being seen returning in the evening and never coming out. When we come back, Anne and Mary should come upstairs together. The rest of us can use the other stairs."Tom suggested, "It'd be good if one of us. The bar was much to crowded to dance anymore and we just stood their making out. I was so turned out that my pussy juices were running down my legs. Hank pulled my blouse out from my skirt and with one motion lifted my blouse and my bra out of the way exposing my entire right boob. He bent over and eagerly sucked on my nipple driving me crazy. Lots of men were looking at my naked tit but I was to excited to care.Suddenly Hank grabbed my hand and started to drag me out to the rear door of the. “maybe if your dad realised about my pleasure he’d be home more often” she mumbled her last statement. She didn’t mention our episode again and acted as if it hadn’t happened.The following Thursday another package arrived for mom, this time she didn’t open it when I handed it to her, later I heard her on the phone again to dad, telling him she was going to book club again. I waited in my room, like the previous week, hoping to see her getting dressed, but she had closed her door tightly. When. So many just don't get it...A number of years ago i went to work for this company as a receptionist. It is a medium size company and the job was easy. My Boss used to pat me on the ass all the time along with an occasional boob squeeze and, when i did something stupid or made a mistake called me "bimbo", often in front of the others that worked there. Being blonde, i was of course subject to blonde jokes all the time. None of this really bothered me, i just laughed or giggled and went on about.