I put my hands on my hips and moved up close to the dishwasher and began to salsa with him. My breasts touched his wet apron and his hands grabbed my ...hips to pull me closer as he danced. “Wow, you got moves.” I told him. “So who’s the best dancer here?” I asked and soon I was dancing with each one, while my cigarette hung from my lips and they each took a turn holding me close to do their best salsa step. I felt two of their erections as they rubbed on my leg while we danced and I became more. This will be a quick session. Something fishy entered my mind. I decided to act upon the idea quickly. I just had to make up some story.So I cleared my throat a little bit loud so that they could hear me. Vinod stopped mid-way. My mom froze too. Her hands were on the wall. Vinod’s hands were on her waist and they turned my side. Their faces were red, his dick was inside her pussy. They waited patiently to hear my verdict. I was enjoying their sense of guilt. I made my face as if nothing out of. She had blonde hair and green eyes.She wasn't a skinny twig but was thick at the right places. Her boobs are perky and cute and her ass just delicious. She wore a white blouse and a tight black pants and from what I could tell she also had a thong on. On our way to my cube, we started talking about life, family, and basically about the job. We talked about her interest and her plan after this job. As we were chatting I told her if she wants to help me copy some of the documents before we file. She had only ever kissed a guy once before and that guy was as nervous as she was. She had heard girlfriends talk about going all the way and about sex, with older men but had figured most of them were lying about it. Anyway, John was a nice guy and she figured he wouldn't press her for something she didn't want to do. She felt my arm wrap around her shoulder and pull her closer to me. Ashley again felt me reach to kiss her only this time I pulled her closer to me. As she tried to relax, she.