The second development was something of a mixed bag. When Violet came into work on the day before the Christmas party, she wasn’t her usual chirpy s...elf. She barely spoke to anyone, and when it was time for our cigarette break, she made her excuses and said she need to make a personal phone call. She didn’t return after that, and when I asked my colleagues where she’d gone, they told me that she and Luke had broken up, and she had taken annual leave. She wouldn’t be back to work until the new. I unclipped the bra, letting my big tits spill out. "Oh my god you're GORGEOUS" he enthused "Do you want to have a feel of them?" I offeredHe nodded like one of those toys on a car backshelf. "Well you CAN'T " I told him, gathering them up for myself instead.I jammed a thumb into the waistband of the g str*ng and whippd that off too. I was having a whippy sort of day.His eyes bugged out even more"I d.d.didn't think you'd be shaved!" he commented"Did you think I'd have a welcome mat down. “OK Jeff, what’s the problem?” Madge asked, clearly unsympathetic. “Please Madge, you do it. Not Zoe.” There was something pathetic about the scene. The 21 year old girl holding the 45 year man by his balls, the man naked below the waist and standing facing his wife with his hands on his head. It was difficult to take him seriously. “Is it because Zoe used to have a crush on you? Is that it?” Jeff blushed. He had discussed Zoe’s crush on him when just us adults were around but. You asked me how I felt and I smiled, sighed, and said "Good."You carried on, further down my back, your smooth hands gliding all over me in the lotion. Then I felt it, you were kneeling over my bum, and I was sure I could feel something hard pressing against me. My nipples hardened and my pussy got wetter at the thought of it. You ran your hands up from my hips along the sides of my body. The tips of your fingers brushed my breasts, and on the way back down they did again, closer to my hard.