Sarah was unsure what to wear and so had justput on jeans and a T-shirt but had put the plastic headband on the holdback her hair."That's no good," sa...id Clair straight away and Sarah was instantlyworried that she had changed her mind wanting nothing more to do withher going out as Sarah."What do you mean," she asked nervously."Well, if we're going to try on dresses you'll need to be able to changeeasily. A skirt and blouse would be better and it's quite chilly todayso you will need some tights.. I reached up to her breasts, to squeeze them and play with her nipples. They were still quite firm and shapely, with what looked like a young girl's beautiful pink areola, the hard nipples and many bumps advertising her arousal.Emilie was getting more and more excited, her eyes closed and lips swollen, completely absorbed in the her body's arousal, moans of passion mixed with her hard breathing. I moved one hand down to her vulva and gently stroked her erect clitoris, poking out from beneath. You’re a good man, Paul Robertson. Everyone says so. And now I know so. I trust you. And I could use a friend I know I can trust. So ... Friends?”She held out her hand to me. Without a moment’s thought and I took it and we shook to seal the deal. “Friends.”“Bloody hell!” Kevin stopped dead in his tracks and nearly dropped his lunch tray. Billy, a few steps behind, almost ran into him.“Hi, Kevin. Hi, Billy.” They both stared wordlessly before glancing from Clarissa to me and back again.“Sit. Anyway, one night after working the swing shift, we got off at midnight. We joked and flirted about going out to a nightclub. My husband was over until very late visiting his family across town and for some reason I decided to take Jeff's joke seriously and accepted his offer to go out, saying that I had time for a couple of drinks. I figured that I would still be home before my husband and I was attracted to Jeff. We went to a local club a mile or so away from work, with a couple of Jeff's.