”“When is she back?” “Later tonight!”‘Well great!’The shift is by far the worst one I’ve had to get through in recent times. It’s pr...etty much dead all day and I have to put up with Derek. Just to make things worse he leaves me alone with an hour to go. Actually, it’s the best part of the shift. There’s a couple of customers but it’s peaceful not having Derek there. With the last customer gone I can finally get myself home. It takes a little longer to get everything finished since I’m alone but. He watched her through her windows whenever she undressed. She never closed the blinds or drew the shades while she changed. Even when she wanted some alone time, she left the shades open. It was like she knew he was watching, and was teasing him.No, taunting might have been a more appropriate word."Hey, baby," she seemed to say. "Take a look at what you'll never get. You can just sit there and watch and jack off..."And he did; whenever he saw her naked, it aroused him. Sometimes, if she was. He cups one in his hand, rolls it around and lightly massages my nipple. I moan involuntarily and immediately clap my hand over my mouth, not knowing what I did. He smiles and nods in reassurance, quiet. I let him continue. His hands feel so good against my warm skin. Never letting his eyes leave mine, he lowers his head until his mouth is over my right nipple, and licks it with the very tip of his tongue. I gasp, feeling pleasure radiate through my breast, till my fingertips are tingling from. ..................................................... The next weekend we had a bunch of our close friends over to watch the first game of the playoffs. There were three couples and several single guys. The guys packed into the living room while the women sat out in the kitchen preparing snacks and drinking wine. Every half hour or so they brought in something else to snack on. Game over, Sox lost, everybody left. I helped Mary to clean up. We were both more than slightly drunk and I.