I entered the end cubicle hung up my shirt and jacket, put my bra on then put shirt back on, then took my trousers and boxers down round my ankles and... sat on toilet seat so as if anyone looked underneath it wouldn't look strange, I then got my legs out of my shoes, socks, trousers and boxers and pulled my stockings up my legs, I had to stand to do this so I was as quick as I could be as my hear was pounding, once on I sat back down, attached suspender belt my hands were shaking as I clipped. She was impressed because I was already soaking wet. “Clean up on aisle three”, she whispered in my ear. She turned me around so my back was facing her; she kissed the back of my neck while sliding her fingers in and out of my dripping wet pussy. She yanked my hair and took off my jacket. “I want you so bad!” She whispered in my ear, and she tore of my shirt revealing my d cup breast. She took off my bra and squeezed my breast while playing with my nipples. I glanced at the hotel room mirror. You two are lovers. So what? You're not my father," she said as her hand continued its northward journey along my pant legs. I tensed against anticipation as I fought the desire to surrender to lust."I like the feelings I get when I touch you. I've never felt that way before," she cooed as she slipped her hand past mine and unzipped my fly and her fingers found Harvey, the camel's nose was in the tent. I shivered, it felt wonderful and wrong. I gathered the last of my reserve and said, "NO!". "Tell him to come on in," Alvin said to the speaker on his desk. "He knows the way by now." Al Crossman walked through the door and Alvin got up and walked to his minibar. He clinked some ice cubes into a glass. "What're you drinkin', Al? Frank and I started without you." Jack on the rocks," Crossman answered. He reached out his hand and took the glass of whiskey from Alvin as he made his way to a chair in front of Alvin's the desk. "There's good news and bad news," he uttered as he sank into a.