I slowly realized that they could be mother and daughter.”Ed?””Sorry, kid,” he chuckled. “She’s something else.””Time for lunch,” Ka...ren announced.We all sat around the large table and enjoyed a meal of salads, fruits and margaritas. Stacey was the center of attention, answering and asking questions. We were enjoying some laughs as Ed and Dave traded dirty jokes and stories when I noticed Stacey fidgeting with her hands under the table. When they reappeared I noticed the ring was on her left. After her shower, Lana went into the kitchen and made her a small pot of coffee then sat and started fingering through her small personal phone book. Looking at the phone numbers in the book, Lana contemplated whether or not she should call her assistant manager to cover the shop today.The more she thought about it, the more she knew that she wanted to go in. She wanted to go to the shop in hopes that David would show up. She really wanted to see David again. After finishing her coffee, she. The faded light flickered: she was seductive and classy, but the surroundings were cheap and sleazy. I felt a drop of pre-cum soak into my boxer shorts.She sighed and looked at me, giggling at the anticipation and lust ingrained upon my face, and pouted mischievously. She knew I wanted her, and she stared into my impatient eyes as she reached behind her back and pulled a ribbon. Her black dress fell forward instantly, and she licked her lips.She was gorgeously sensual and sexy; her expressions. Of course he was being discrete, on his side facing away from me and covered up, but boys do it that way, whereas we girls do it on our backs or fronts, out and in the open for all to see, a little bit unfair if you are a voyeur, which I was at this particular moment in time.I had a sudden urge to barge in on him and confront him, embarrassing him, empowering me by letting him know I caught him jacking off in my bedroom.He was using his left hand, pumping like someone possessed, he must be.