I changed employment (even tho I'm retired, I'll never quit working) and have a new female director to whom I report. Jann is a good person. Proportio...nal build except for rather generous tits. I'd guess her to be a 36D, but that's strictly a guess. She has nice skin, and an excellent mouth. Anyway, I stopped into her domain (as I knew her before) just to chat a bit. One thing led to another, and the matter of staffing came about. We spoke about mutual interests and her staffing needs. Next. Her little fists are clamped to the thin fabric on both sides, but that doesn't hinder me to stroke her taut boyish buttocks, to let my finger slip under the elastic seam and into the moist crack between them. »Oh no!«, she winces as I touch the tiny round rose with a fingertip. And again she pushes my away from her, and that is exactly the moment to to pull those undies down! Her pubic hair is still sparse but as wiry as that on her head. Many times I have to fight her hands off to get a. I figured I’d leave him to wear himself out before I fought through his pockets. Shit, we were out of the hole and just as stuck as before. I had a further search but still nothing. The sun was just appearing and I figured that the Professor would soon be along for his daily work, we could have his car. Unless he brought half a dozen Russians with of course. Still not trying not to think about that aspect until I had to, I stepped outside the guardroom and there he was, the same man that was. Our petting was discrete. I touched him through his pantsand he ran his hands up under my top but didn't reach for my breasts. Itwas fun to explore a bit and I liked kissing him. Eventually we got outand I walked across the street. He was leaving early Sunday morning so wehad exchanged telephone numbers and e-mails.I looked over my shoulder and waved as I reached the porch. Turning toenter I saw that I'd forgotten the door. It was wide open. Inside I foundI'd left the house without.