“Want to touch this, play with it, and maybe do more then that?” She looked at him. Touch your cock…really? You mean it, her eyes said. He smile... and pressed her hand down. She let him. “Go on…undo my belt, my pants, and feel me…feel it.”With some hesitancy, she did what he told her. He did not and would not force any of it. He felt he couldn’t ever do that with her and slowly she undid his pants but when she pulled them down she discovered what she considered an unruly raging erection inside. " What, both of you?" said Phil."Yep," said Nicole."Together?" asked Phil."The water company is always talking about saving money," said Lisa, "we're just doing our bit." And enjoying it I bet," said Phil."Nothing wrong with that," said Nicole.They sat for a little while in silence, then Nicole said to Phil, "Give me a minute to finish Lisa's hair and I'll show you where the sun-bed is, OK." Sure, ' said Phil, "No hurry." Can you put some music on please Phil?" said Lisa. Phil went over to the. "Counter productive? What kind of fucking production do you think you're getting here, idiot? We aren't producing anything. What you really mean to say is that unions are always keeping you higher-ups from bending the workers over and fucking them up the ass anytime you want to," I said."But what about me? I'll die without proper medical care," Blatfo said, and sounded really pitiful when he did."Then, if the Captain doesn't send down another out house, you're a dead man, and just think what a. He’s not only good-looking, but also athletic, cultured, and kind. I came to work early this morning in my usual working black dress, 2′ black heels, and sheer tan pantyhose. Just before leaving for dinner, I changed quickly in the restroom for my date. I changed into a flared black skirt, sheer white blouse, black garter belt, sheer RHT off-black stockings, and even sheerer black panties. I imagined what I would look like–pretty hot–but classy. Only I would knew what I had on underneath. But.