I used my fingers to massage her pussy and the nearby area of her inner thighs.Within minutes she had her first orgasm and her body contracted and she... jumped a little. I continued to massage her pussy and she lay on the pillow, her arm still covering her eyes, and her body trembling with every touch of my fingers. Within a couple of minutes she had her second orgasm. She crossed both her legs and asked me to stop. I got up, not looking at her, and picked up my jeans to get dressed. She asked me. She just wanted to go home."Christ, and to think it was Dan I was worried about. Was Carol insane?"She slowly made her way to her desk and collected her things.She got home around two in the morning, so she was on the floor for quitea while. Her whole body ached and she still felt nauseous. She strippedand took the longest shower she had ever taken. She thought about thebrutal attack she had suffered, as well as the memories that were nowhers again. After the shower, she got her journal. She shifted her legs a little to adjust her position and realized her feet were still in Angus’ lap. So she had an audience for this? She doubted he was giving this anything but his full attention. Where was Brandon then? The kitchen noises were no longer present. Was he in the room, watching as well? Unlikely. She imagined Sam waited until Brandon retired from his room before pulling his stunt.Well, no sense lying there taking offense. Almost dreamily she closed her lips over the swelling knob. More lace. And under the lace, a bra! Her fingers closed on a soft, shapely boob. She squeezed it hard. "Oh, baby," she said. "Yours are bigger than mine."Matt grinned at her, pleased with her reaction. "Yeah, but yours are real. Mine are just padding."She kissed him on the cheek. "Anyway, I think they're cute," she said softly, then added, "And besides, there's nothing fake about this." She reached down and squeezed the lump that seemed to be trying to escape from his panties. "You...um...you.