I can take a simple solace in allowing my jeans to slide down slightly, allowing me to flash some of the men in the office my thong riding up the back... Being one of the younger women in the office, I know they'd love to fuck me. Teasing them with a flash of blue lace ensures I'm not alone in my frustrations. Almost time to head home. Hubby won't be home for a couple of hours yet and there's no way I can possible wait that long. The fifteen minute drive and its stop & go traffic enrages me. I. There were three ladies working in the store, two were in their mid twenties, and gorgeous while the other lady, who was apparently the owner, was in her mid 30's, and stunning. She came up to me and said, "May I help you sir?" I stammered and stuttered a bit, saying that I was just looking for a present for my wife. She smile and said again, "are you sure I can't help you sir?" with a sardonic smile on her face.At this point, I figured that she was expecting me, and I blurted out, "My name is. We both laid there silent; I know I was lost in thoughts about sex; making a woman cum and eating the produce seemed so thrilling to me that my cock soon became hard again. Mum smiled and told me to stroke it like she had done and see if the feelings were the same as she had given me. I nervously began stroking my cock and although it felt good it just did not feel as good as when mum had done it and I told her so. She kissed my forehead as she said you will find much of the sexual act feels. I am sure I would remember meeting you.” She sighed and said, “I love these American muscle cars. They ooze of power and a sense of total freedom.” “Nothing like roaring down the freeway with the wind in your face, and rock n roll blasting from the speakers,” I smiled. “Mmmmm, yes. Topless, I love going topless,” she winked at me. “A convertible fan?” I grinned, playing along with her flirting. She faked a gasp and asked, “Gil, you didn’t think I meant taking my top off, did you?” “Of.