‘I know you are full of shit but I am still excited to COME on Wednesday.’ When she backed away from me I knew she had added the emphasis intentio...ally. I had to shoo her away for weeks. She failed to appreciate my concern for the fact that she was still seventeen. She was a pain in my ass. She had always been a pain in the ass. She had been the one who had organized spin the bottle at confirmation camp that had all the parents in an uproar. She had been picked up for drinking once in high. In my anger I didnot even heel the heels clicking seductively upon the cobblestones.It was the reflection of the woman in the mirror which stopped me. Shelooked like my wife Teresa, yet had bigger breasts, well much bigger,breasts presented to be bursting from the top of a tightly bound corsetwhich accented her female figure. The skirt was so short and tight itwas certain when she walked her ass would show. Her legs clad withstockings to her mid thighs as if she were a lost stripper. Dangly. Sucking them a bit..she told me to try …I did and was a bit harsh…she said no be gentle….I did so….and she allowed more access to her mouth.She then used her tongue and explored inside my mouth, I followed that… not letting go of her lips….I did the same….and found immense pleasure. She held my arms and put them on her boobs now. And I squeezed them. Her nipples hardened…not letting go of my kissing, I played there sometime….she made sounds ummm….umm,. and I did same…the pleasure was a lot more. When it came to the Christmas party I decided we had to be out the office by 1pm for an afternoon out before everyone went their separate ways.Everyone entered the office sedately the morning of the party and the atmosphere was relatively chilled, however as we neared mid day the girls disappeared to the gym before returning together in somewhat shorter and more interesting outfits, which would likely cause trouble later. We headed out to a nice local bar and after a few hours of enjoying one.