That was what I tried to say, although it came out as a drunken slur. “You look… absolutely amazing,” I muttered, and Amber rewarded with an ext...a-special smile.“Thank you.” That smile turned into something which may have been a little bit naughty and flirty. Only God knew how hard it was to stop myself from doing something. “Right, I’ll just get changed,” and with that she pulled the curtain across and I heard the clip of her bra being undone and falling to the ground. Amber was topless. Fuck!. He was supposed to be on his way to New Mexico to attend a business seminar. But there he was, standing in the doorway of our bedroom with his mouth hanging open, All of the guys were watching the big screen TV on the wall opposite of the doorway so nobody saw him except for me. His eyes were locked on mine and I momentarily looked away from him to glance into the large mirrored sliding closet door and I saw just what I looked like to him. I almost looked like I do when I go to the beach. I was. Some of those younger guys can’t seem to keep their eyes off us.”“Yeah, that blond haired guy – what’s his name?”“John, Johnny or something like that.”“Anyway, almost every time he comes by my desk, there’s a lump in his pants. He hasn’t said anything, though.”“We don’t want to have to file a sexual harassment complaint when we’re still new on the job.”“Yeah. I know. Just one more irritant we have to face.”While the girls sat contemplating their woes, there was a knock on the door. The two. In the car she was sleepy, falling from side to side, making Hal push her back up until he tired of the game and grabbed her burned nipple through her blouse. Hard. She sat up straight. The house was up a winding driveway shielded from the road by shrubs. I stopped the car by the door and Hal dragged her out. “Hold up your skirt,” he said. “Wha..?” “Do it!” She did it. He pulled her panties down and took off the waist chain, pulling the crotch links roughly across her slit and up over her clit..
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