Next came the zipper on the back of her skirt. I let out a quiet groan as I heard it sliding down. She then hooked her thumbs beneath the waist of the... skirt and turned around. The black of her skirt gave way to the white of her panties as she pushed down. The cotton barely covered her round ass at all. She bent low to slide the skirt down her legs, and I swear I saw a slightly darker spot in a very interesting location.Two clicks from her heels sounded one after the other as she stepped out of. I know they're too small." I laughed, I couldn't help it. Leaning forward to take one hard nipple between my lips, I flicked my tongue over it while I cupped her other breast in my hand. "You can't really believe that, can you?" Her hand crept up my arm, to the back of my neck, holding my head to her chest. I smiled and rolled her nipple between my fingers while I continued softly flicking the other with my tongue. "I want to see yours" I looked up at her, surprised, but happy. I sat up to take. It’s 2am now and I hear the front door. She drunkenly stumbled in so I quickly helped her to bed. I tried to make her comfortable by changing her into a pair of pajamas when I discovered she wasn’t wearing any panties and wet marks on the bottom/backside of her skirt and her lipstick worn off. I was very concerned at this point. Jealousy and worrisome thoughts filled my mind and I wasn’t able to fall back asleep. The next day she was back to her ho-hum attitude. I gave it time before talking to. " "No buts, lady, unless you want a world of shit to rain down on you. Perhaps I should just go inside and have a word with the manager," I softly growled through my gritted teeth. "Oh, God, not that. You wouldn't do that would you? I can't..." "Hush! I'll call you at seven o'clock and tell you where we live. What is your name?" She gave me her name and phone numbers and her manager's name very quietly. I told her to return to work as if I'd tried to ask her for a date, if anyone wanted to.