One of them, a nice looking woman named Pam, even made sure I had a few looks up her skirt. But twelve hour days do not leave time for that kind of fu...n. Besides I had better at home, make that two better at home.Friday noon, saw the system working as it was supposed to. There were a few little things left to do, but the Company's computer people could handle that easily.The partner and I had dinner with the Company CEO. He was pleased as punch. If he thanked me once, he thanked me half a dozen. . don't know," he said thoughtfully.I nodded, thanked him for his help and turned the Ford back out toward I-90 and the junction to Yakima. I don't remember most of the trip home. I was beginning to piece things together and I didn't like what the puzzle was turning out to be. The question was, what would Reese's explanation be? On the surface of it, I suspected she had gone to Kittitas with someone, bought a rocking chair on a whim, and then sent me there to pick it up.And there was the story. I was a little reluctant but went along. After all, she hadalways been willing to try new things. Turnabout is fair play, isn't it? I worked from home in an office I had set up. Emily was a lawyer with asmall firm.All day Friday I waited, nervously wondering what she had in mind for theweekend. At 3 p.m. the doorbell rang and I opened the door to find the UPSman waiting with a big box. I signed for it and saw the package wasaddressed to me.I had no clue what it could be. I opened the box and. She moaned her pleasure. Then I shoved my tongue deep inside her and began massaging her clit with my fingers. Deep gasps and slight moans continued from Betty as she ran her hands threw my hair and behind my neck forcing my face deeper into her soaked pussy. Desperate Betty was so much wetter than all the young pussy Id been with. As I probed my tongue in and out of her pussy, I felt her splayed hands on my neck and hair, pressing and forcing my face deeper into her delicious cunt. She.