I like Matt. He's level headed and a person can work with him. Marjorie couldn't get him crazy. He'll do okay." I think so." I grinned fiendishly. "Re...ember those words when it's your turn."Her face reflected her shock though she said nothing. "I thought you didn't like me."I said, "I've always liked you. I didn't like the job you were given and am changing it. You have talent. It needs to be utilized better. I expect some interesting recommendations from Matt when I return. He knows this staff. Comfortable chair. "Sit, sit!" she commanded."One second," Sally said. She surveyed her already ruined stockings. Now that it was just her and the proprietor, she hiked up her skirt and pulled her pantyhose off, balancing first on one foot and then the other. She staggered slightly as she did and the other woman immediately wrapped an arm around her shoulders and steadied her."Thanks," Sally smiled. "Maybe I'm not as gymnastic as I think I am." Oh, I'm sure you are," came the reply. The other. “So, this is the new normal?” I asked curiously.She bit her lip and nodded.“If you’re okay with it. Mel and I talked a lot since she got back. We text almost constantly. Are you okay with it?” she asked sheepishly.“I think ‘thrilled’ is a better word for it. We need to talk about it and figure out all the details, but I’m more than okay with it,” I assured her with a grin, and she relaxed visibly.“Good,” Mel said as she wandered in to join us. “I might have asked May to send me her skillet if. ”Deana waited, frozen, expecting her friend to say something, but instead, she took the pillow away. She watched Rebecca's naked body move without speaking. Her friend's legs wrapped around her, and her firm little ass settled into the folds of her legs. She adjusted her legs and Rebecca wiggled down until their pussies were almost touching. Things could never go back to the way they were yesterday.Rebecca said, “I'm afraid we won't ever do it again because we're scared, that's what I'm afraid.