I may need to just hire you away from the outfit you’re working for.”George showed genuine surprise. “I’d have to talk with Claudette about th...at sir. She’s pretty happy where we are I think.” He looked a little sad.“We’ll talk about that later ... with Claudette,” said Brad. Then he ushered Jasmine toward the open door. She was like a kid in a candy store. Fine jewelry was no stranger to Jasmine Trudeau, and she had shopped in this very store often enough that she knew the name of the man. It was pretty spartan there, but it had a big bed; this was going to be fun. We were sitting on the bed (fully clothed), kissing, not quite like virgins, waiting for Jade, when we heard a splash and "Shit!" From the bathroom. The bathroom door opened, and Jade stood in the doorway and said, "Don't ask." She was wearing just the cotton smock top, nothing else, and it was soaking wet.I didn't ask anything because I was captivated. The wet top served more to highlight Jades bounteous charms rather. He whispered into her ear, "I won't forget you, Jenny." Rubbing his palm along her back, he comforted her as she sobbed.After a while, Jennifer calmed down and looked deeply into Peter's eyes. "I'm sorry Pete. It seems like I can't control my emotions anymore." It's alright, Jenny. I got to hug you, without getting burned too!" Peter joked.Jennifer smiled and whispered, "You can always make me laugh, Pete. That's what I love about you."Peter smiled in return and gave Jennifer a kiss. Soon,. Meanwhile, I just continued to stare like an idiot. Finally, Jessica interrupted the silence. “Are you just going to stand there all day, or are you going to get some of your sister’s titty in your hand?” Jillian giggled at this, Jennifer blushed a deep crimson, and as for me, that got me moving again. I think I briefly broke the speed of light in my haste to get to her. My hand was filled with lovely tit flesh before Jessica even had a chance to start the 30 second countdown. As I stood there,.