Our relationship was strictly professional but I was well aware that she was an attractive woman of similar age to myself. I liked her as well as resp...ected her and I had the feeling she liked me.Dorothy and I continued to have a lot of fun in bed, particularly now that our daughter had gone and we had more freedom. We still had sex almost every day. We experimented with different positions and different places and even outdoors where there was a little added thrill from the danger of getting. ..Sugar.” I hear you throatily purr into my ear as your agile, lithe and athletic, feminine form saws into my own frame. Seated in this plush leather couch, I tremble as your thick, light brown hair sashays against my right cheek as I sit upon my tooo eager-to-caress-you, hands...I feel your soft, warm touch upon my shoulder as your right hand slides just under my coat collar and dives down my upper back, your nails teasingly pressed into my skin through the pinpoint fabric of my shirt...Your. “What’s the big deal?” I asked myself. “Even if they look over they can’t see anything. I’m still covered in front”.Movie forgotten, I was focused on what was going on just a few feet away.It was obvious where things were headed with Richard and Mary.The fact that the only thing separating us from them was a coffee table didn’t seem to phase them at all.Suddenly I couldn’t stop thinking how damned HOT it was watching two people go at it in front of another couple.Them having sex wasn’t it. The. Victoria’s bottom was small, even for her age, but her younger sister was absolutely tiny. Of course the panties she'd borrowed were too small for her, as she recalled having to wiggle into them this morning, and they barely covered half of her butt cheeks.The worst part was, they were such little girl-style panties; almost sheer white cotton, so thin they were more like nylons. And they had little pink bows and teddy bears on them. If her kilt rose any more, she thought, horrified, Mr. O would.