" I nodded in approval.Returning to the dining room we redressed. I gathered my torn top and dangled it in front of him."Oh yea sorry bout that. I can... pay you for it." He offered."No worries. But what am I supposed to wear home." Gimme a sec." He left the room.He brought back a flannel shirt and handed it to me. "Here.... A souvenir." He winked at me."Gee and to think I didn't get you anything." I joked.The large shirt engulfed me I noticed buttoning it up. “It’s huge.”“You look hot. Besides. "I guess I know how I make ends meet now."His eyes got wide. That was about as much as we used to make puttogether. "It's a good thing, too. I'm back in school, going for myMBA." He showed me his calendar app, scrolling through lists of hisdifferent classes. He looked to be in an accelerated program, in thelast year. As Catalina, she had been a 3rd grade teacher, having beenencouraged to take a more traditional feminine profession by her veryconservative family. As a man, it seems like. That’s when he began to button down her blouse, exposing her small but firm breasts that were trying to escape her lacy black bra. He kissed them down before unclasping the bra, and using his hands to massage E’s breasts softly. Her nipples became hard and she could feel the wetness below her belt intensifying as he moved his mouth to her breasts to suck on them gently. D moved slowly down, and undid the zipper on the side of E’s skirt, and pulled it off, leaving only her stockings and panties. I explained it was my birthday and regretfully my husband was waiting to take me home shortly but I was very pleased to have met him. I slowly backed away into the woman's bathroom my eyes upon his face, he followed me into the bathroom knowing that we only had minutes alone. Immediately his hands were upon me, I pretended to be shocked and I pretended to resist feebly, uttering small gasps. He pushed me into a toilet booth.His warm hands were under my overly short dress caressing my arse and.