Sure enough the zipper was open, but not so much as to cause a great deal of embarrassment. And it occurred to me that women usually went to the ladie...s room in pairs to resolve problems of this nature. She had to be scheming to get me alone for another reason and relief flooded over me. I knew what it was. "Let me see," and I moved closer. "Not here, silly! Everyone can see us. Let me go first then you follow, okay?" "Sure." Maureen got up and walked out of the reception area. When she turned. I was in a bit of a state of shock to say the least but horny as hell. With that she undid my jeans and said, "please". I took off my shirt and told her to sit down next to her sister. After she sat I told her I need them both to remove their shirts, they could keep their bras on but the shirts had to go, needed some encouragment and had to be sure they wanted to do this, her sister has never been a sexual person. They both took off their tops and sat there in jeans and bras, nice site. I. “Well, when I need to stop thinking, I generally work out at home or stretch. Sometimes I post a video online when I have a day I just need to decompress from. There’s been a couple of times though that when it got to be too much, I just walk away. You heard about that day that Lana and I had the screaming match about a month ago?” I asked. She nodded and I went on. “That was the end for me. I seriously meant it when I asked her to kill me. They’d put me through a lot and that day ... I just. Could you please fix the fuse?”. Now she was in the doorway to my bedroom. I hid the Sex magazine and went nearer to her. In that darkness itself I can see her breasts clearly. I can see her as a silhouette. I got the guts suddenly and asked her “Give me the match box” and at the same time I grabbed her breasts. I was trying to act like that was accidental. But after I held her breasts and felt those in my hand I totally lost my control. So I started squeezing her breast hard. Then I said.