By the time I got to her. To assist with the application issue. Over half of the hemline of that sundress was inches above the floor.With a pleasant g...eeting I walked over to stand beside her. From her right side where I was standing. Her tanned firm left thigh was crossed tightly over her right thigh. Looking down I saw a crossed legged fantasy. Her thighs and legs completely bare. She didn't look up while explaining the problem to me.I was in heaven. All at once. I measured the distance she. She said nothing, as I suggested maybe we had a couple of spare rooms they could use. So they followed us inside.Once inside she organised a drink for everyone, She sat on the sofa, two of the guys on the floor and one beside her, I sat in one of the arm chairs. I knew she would more than likely let them see what they wanted to see. She looked so hot, skirt half way up her thighs, one leg crossed over the other, she would change legs nice and slowly. I asked them what they thought of my wife. Gene looked up from his computer screen. "Oh, great," he said, spying the coffee. He took a loud slurp and saluted Nancy with the mug. "Thanks, I needed that," he told her. His eyes lingered on her legs, not to mention her breasts, silky blonde hair and beautiful face."You're welcome," said Nancy. She sat poised with pen in hand and the notebook on her lap. They talked business for several minutes. Nancy brought him up to date on her various projects. Without realizing it, Gene had been using. My boss watched me, open mouthed, as I took a bite from the pastry, holding my other hand under my mouth to prevent cr?me from dripping onto my blouse. The bite I took was bigger than I could handle and I contorted my face in a manner of ways, trying to pass the sugar, carbs and cr?me down my throat. ?Mmmm?it’s good.? The words were muffled and filtered through a mouthful of food. Yeah, if I wasn’t going to get laid anytime soon, I could do the next best thing: Eat.But then, as if Divinely.