In one conversation I let slip I had abit of a foot fetish and liked to see women in tights and she just laughed it off and I didnt think much of it a...fter thinking she thought I was k**ding.The next day she came over to my flat as usual and was acting abit strangley she told me to go to my bedroom and wait for her, I thought maybe she had bought me a present and wanted to surprise me, I went to my room and sat on the bed. A few minutes passed and she walked in wearing nothing but a black tank. We ran into the closet, shut the door and stood closely together, behind the clothes that were hanging up. We were facing each other. We were trying not to laugh as our cousins were searching the room. I could feel her chest against mine. Its hard to breath I whispered. I know she said. We have to quit talking or they are going to hear us. As she spoke, I could feel her breath on my neck. We were both a little sweaty and I noticed how good she smelled. Little did I know that this simple game. Inside a young blonde lady wearing a white overall and apparently not much else asked why I was there. I told her that I was meeting Cindy. She led me along a corridor that had groans coming from rooms running off it and knocked on an office door. "Come in" said a female voice...Inside I found a sexy dark-haired lady in her 30s (Cindy) and an older guy (Patrick).It was obvious though that she was the boss.Hello she said you must be 'Maria'. She then asked me questions about my experiences, had. And—and he fucked me slowly this time. God it was delectable!Her story had gotten Marcie so hot that she threw her restrictions on sex to the wind and spread the young girl’s thighs and all but devoured her for the next hour, with young Aniah returning the favor half of that time.It was the next to last time they would be together sexually.Marcie would meet with Mark and go on that postponed date—we will get to that in a bit---but Aniah had one more story to relate to Marcie some three and a.