He laid everything out in a neat, if not precise chronological order. Sensing that I was waiting for him to speak, he did so, in a melodious cant... that was nearly hypnotic. As I pretended to listen, I found that I was twirling the ends of my hair and had let the bundled end of my hair make its way into my mouth. I was unaware of how long I had been doing this but realized that it conveyed what I was thinking too clearly. As he finished summing up why he need to change counsel, I. She got herself comfortable. I placed my hands on her feet and moved them up to her hips. Grabbing hold of her panties I slide them down off her legs, down to her ankles then she kicked them off onto the floor with her feet. Not taking my eyes of her nude body I positioned myself between her legs. “What do you think of me?” she asked. The devilish look I gave her answered her question. Immediately I slide my hand over to her pussy and inserted a finger. Ohh she was so tight and wet. My fingers. "Thanks, oh and dew be careful!" Charlotte waved, and turned towards my wife. I didn't see anything else, shutting the door and walking onto the porch. My mind was consumed with thoughts of Sapphic sex as I stepped of the porch.It had stopped raining, but looking at the sky, I knew that it wouldn't be long before the downpour began again. I was so lost in contemplations that I nearly walked into the path of a flying arrow."Shit! Brent! You Ok?" Came the call from Helen, who stood about twenty. ..gonna....cum" :-)The pace was getting pretty frantic when the office door opened up and an extremely attractive female escort (with an amazing pair of legs) stuck her head in. "OMG!" she said as she saw the three of us in mid-fuck! "I am SOOOO sorry," she said with her head down and as she backed out of the office! Guess that was just another day in the office of an escort service!The guy that I was riding had taken off my shoes and was touching, tickling, caressing and massaging my feet.