Ran his hands back up again and down the front of her stomach. This time he slid his fingers under the top part of the waist band. and then spread his... hands to find her hips. Here his touch was firmer, but he was inside her pants, just aside of her hip bones. He was rubbing her hips and reached down lower to rub the side of her ass but this time inside her leggings. This all happened to fast to say anything. He was still borderline doing his job, yet should she be getting wet. That was the. I couldn’t bare it much longer, it was killing me. Why did she seem so curious or unsure? Suddenly, without expecting it at all, she leaned towards me and kissed me. My immediate response was to kiss her back, but when I came to my senses I gently pulled away. ‘I’m sorry,’ I said, ‘I shouldn’t have done that.’ ‘It wasn’t you, it was me.’ She said. I looked at her, confused. ‘V, you can’t play with me like this.’ I said. ‘What? What do you mean?’ She asked, obviously confused. ‘You can’t make. Sandra's tits were larger and firmer than her fourteen-year-old daughter's. Both of them had great sets! Sandra's waist was a little thicker than Kathy's, and her hips were fuller. She had her daughter's long, sculptured legs.Where they differed was in the pubic hair covering their cunts. Kathy's was pale blonde, the color of her hair, but Sandra's was jet black and thick."You're gorgeous, Sandra!" he said with an appreciative sigh."As pretty, naked, as I am with my clothes on?" she asked with. We flirted relentlessly and it was a joy.Sometime midweek he was flirting with me again and he got in late, but this time he wasn’t alone. He had another girl with him and it was a fascinating event. She was obviously shitty drunk and she leaned against his side, while he glanced at her with a look that had none of his dominance in it. He waved casually to me and introduced me, even though she didn’t even notice, and I played my part as the worker because that’s what I was. But the interesting.