I watched with fascination as she dutifully washed her hair and body, the outline of her teenage frame just visible through the steam and water covere... glass. She knew I was watching her so put on a little show, teasing me as she stood full frontal with her arms stretched up rubbing the shampoo in her hair knowing that I would just be able to make out her breasts and small dark patch of pubic hair. Leaning forward she then pushed her gorgeous tits against the glass which obviously gave me a. She ofcourse recognizes me. I think she was even expecting to see me. Iwish I could just sink away. ("I'm a girly man ... " I think, but itdoesn't help.) The salesgirl is with a man, too."Hi, Jennifer," she says to me. "Jennifer, this is my boyfriend, Rick.Rick, this is Jennifer, the guy I told you about a few months ago. Hecame to my store to buy a dress for himself."I say hello, and try to welcome Susie's guests. Rick laughs out loud. "THIS guy came to your store? Wow, he must be such. " Well, I'd experienced several "appropriate sex" objects and they'd done nothing to quell my hankering for mother. And so I left home with father's admonitions still ringing in my ears and the memory of mother's tears, little realising what lay ahead. A couple of weeks after I started the job I struck it lucky. Theresa, a widow in her late forties and the mother of five c***dren all of whom had left home, and she worked in the same department as me. She took a fancy to me. She was a pleasantly. Taylor just had this kind of quality to her where everything just worked perfectly. Her tits just looked like… Taylor’s. Like, yeah, of course the popular beautiful girl had really good-looking breasts. Her pussy was no exception. There was a little amount of hair around it, showing that she did regularly shave, just not recently, and her lips were just perfect – big and beautiful and practically inviting. She could have asked me to fuck her right there and despite myself, I would have.She saw.