I wasbursting out, but I tucked my breasts down a little and hiked it up, andlooked at myself in the mirror. Wow. I was a teen boy's wet dream, andyou... know which teen boy I was thinking of.Liz came up behind me and started fiddling with the straps -- I thoughtat first she was tightening them. Little did I know that she wasunhooking them. She came around in front and finished the job. It was nowa strapless dress. "There," she said. "I could never pull this off, butyou fill this out sooooo well,. I'm frustrated that you're not here, after months, and wonder if you'll ever be back. It's 7 am, it's cold, and I have a terrible strain on my neck. I sit up and notice my hard nipples through the shirt that you find sexy but I hate. I pinch them through the fabric, stretching my legs and breathing deeply. I imagine you rubbing my toes and devouring me with your eyes, demanding my nakedness. But I've had it for now. I rip open the stupid blouse, throwing it off, licking my fingers and pinching. She's standing with her back to the door watching us ... watching me, and smiling.When our eyes met she said, "Hi, Kendra. I heard you were here. I heard a great deal about the day you had yesterday. I was so happy to hear that you finally got a job that I had to come and see for myself."It's Sheryl, a girl I went to high school with! She was dating Jimmie before he asked me out. I guess there may have been a little bit of overlap when we first started going out. Sheryl and I got into a big. “No, no, don’t. I can’t cheat on my husb-” Her objection died on her lips as the washing machine went into its spin cycle, cutting her off and sending her bouncing up and down, her pussy rubbing on the metal as it vibrated underneath her. Getting hornier and more turned on by the second she reached for my cock. I moved towards her and she pressed my cock against her pussy, shivering as she closed in on her orgasm. “Just fuck me already!” Grinning, I slid my cock inside her and started slamming.