I smiled politely, as you should, but the old woman simply frowned and shook her head. “Charlotte Reid, why can’t you sit still?” Mrs Hemsley f...nally spluttered. I shrugged as if it really was a question too difficult to ponder at this given moment, before making the conscious decision that humming loudly would be a far more beneficial past-time instead. The old woman shook her head a second time and muttered incoherently before returning to her paperwork. The wait had seemed eternal; I had. While her right hand cradled her breast, her left hand moved down between her legs. She massaged her little pussy through her gown, not satisfied with that feeling she raised the gown. To my delight she wore no panties, she spread her legs somewhat and dipped her fingers into her little plump pussy. I watched as her fingers slipped in and out of her lips, she began to rub her hard little clit that was now sticking out from between the lips of her clit. I watched as those fingers rubbed gently. Her pussy was nice and bald as he kept her shaved clean. He looked at her sweet pussy and told her "It is time I make you a woman. The best way to learn to please a man is from your own father. You need to be obedient like your mother. Make your man happy and show him the best sex." He then sucked each tit and rubbed her clit between two fingers feeling her pussy pulse. "That's it. Enjoy the feeling. Make that pussy wet." He kissed down to her pussy and began to lick her and then he put a. While talking she ask me about my family and if I am married or not. I told her everything and that I am still a bachelor. She laughed and enquires if I had girl friend I told her I don’t have any. While we were talking my boss and I gave him the gift a wine bottle I had brought for him he smile and gave me a thanks and we chat for sometime and had our drink. My boss had already brought some drink and he asks me if I had any problem if he made some cocktail. I told him that I had no problem. He.