It wasn't polite, they had been taught, to talk with food in their mouths. They ate a large portion of the stew, and most of the cornbread. Cathy brou...ht out another stack of bowls that were wide and shallow. Sharon went in and brought out a HUGE cherry cobbler, and Cathy got a spoon and a bucket of ice cream for their dessert. William looked sad-eyed at Sharon. "You cheated, Honey. I wouldn't have taken that third bowl of stew if I had known you had this." Sharon looked at him with mock-pity. She let the man undress her.He let her constantly know that he was enjoying it. He did not need to. She could tell from his erection. She felt his penis dance when he roughly pulled at her bra and again when he coaxed her out of her tight jeans.“Every part of you is incredible, Sneha,” he whispered in her ears, his murmurs heavy with lust. His left hand kept playing with her breasts, groping, pulling, and teasing them constantly. His right hand snaked down her body, his cool touch sending. It’s sending little waves of pleasure to my clit.”“Is that normal?” I wondered.She turned her head to glance back at me, even as I continued to slowly thrust inside of her. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “The girls always just made it seem like something to do because guys liked it.” She paused. “I probably couldn’t get there just from this, not unless I rubbed myself, but it does feel good.”“I’m okay if you do that,” I whispered, referring to her rubbing herself.She grinned, and then readjusted. " The two got to work right away. Helen even came by to see Fran. Helen wasn't happy about a secretary such as Alice working with Fran. Fran thought it had to be some kind of jealousy. But what could Fran do about another woman. She was now one. It had to be a mute point. "Fran, you have to stop sitting like that." "Like what?" "Sitting with your legs spread open. That sends a very bad message to those who see it. It means your available for something other than business." "Oh, I.