Meanwhile I was left with my skirt around my waist and my sticky cunny juice dripping on my legs as Coach turned his attention to me. "You. My office.... Now!"Coach marched me to his office in the gym, barely giving me time to pull my skirt down. It was only when I was standing in front of Coach's desk in a room that smelled of sweat and musty paper that I realized I left my panties outside.One wall of Coach's office was windows and a door leading down to the guy's locker room. The rest of the. "Selina reached a tentative hand toward Jeff's back to touch Little One. "What is..." She took a quick step back, looked down at her hand for a second, then looked back at Little One. "It ... I heard something," she said, voicing her thoughts as the intensity of the situation hit. "I ... It is alive."With a sigh, Jeff sat down on the side of the treadmill so that he could face her and not completely block her view at the same time. Selina reached out a tentative hand again, but this time. She looked around and, not seeing anything that could have made her trip, wrapped her arms around my neck and started slow dancing with me. "I'm so tipsy," she whispered. I whispered back, "I know." Then swaying with her I grabbed her hips, petting her ass as we danced. "It'll be ok, just go with it." She looked up at me and smiled, then nuzzled into my chest in complete security. I held her shoulders and spun her around so she could lean back against me and loop her arms back around my neck as. I was sitting drinking a freshly made coffee, reading the Financial Times. I heard the door, and then my husband walked in. He looked serious. “You’re home early, I wasn’t expecting you until at least seven! Coffee?” I asked.“Please,” Hubby replied.I poured him a coffee, strong. Black. I placed it in front of him, lightly kissed him on the cheek. Then re-tying my silk wrap, the only thing I had on, I sat back down. I waited, he’d tell me what was up, when he was ready. “I’m on my way to meet.