“No, go back. Oh, yes. Kiss it. Kiss it.” She squirmed. “Uh, french kiss it, with your tongue.”I awkwardly began to lick her clitoris, listeni...ng carefully to her breathing to tell when I was doing it right. I started to figure it out, apparently.“Uh, uh, uh… yes, yesss… mm. Mm. Mm. Oh. God. Cindy! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Oh, fuck, don’t you dare stop. Don’t… oh… AhhhAAAa. Oh! Stop. Stop!” She panted. “That was good, Cindy. Good girl. Get the… thing. From my drawer. Put it in me. Ow! Go slow!. ’ I thought as I quickly razored myself. ‘ Still, I do have a nice velvet purse... Too bad I didn't have a nice thick member to fill it... Stop that!’ I forced myself to adjust the water to cold, and quickly rinsed off, grabbed a towel and stepped out of the shower. Although late afternoon, the light from the window still shown on my curves and as I dried off, I reflected on my body in the full-length mirror. My legs were long, rather slender. Men seemed to like them, but I wished I had a bit. Under my breath I began to mutter "dirty little slut" I think Cathy overheard, or at least knew I was saying something dirty about her. She just smiled. Dad leading the way opened the door "well this it son" it was just like any other office two joining box offices together, one for the manager - dad and one for his Secretery - Cathy. I ask "what are you wanting me to do?" Dad laughed "well son your going to be assisting Cathy today, taking the stress and load off her" I sniggered at his use of. I knew she was teasing me. I ogled at her perfect ass, which was inside her dress wrapped by a black panty. When she bent, her panty’s outline was seen through the dress. My dick throbbed at this majestic sight. I was sitting relaxed in a corner.The lights were by now dimmed. Most of the people in our coach had early dinner and had dozed off. She was teasing me throughout. When the person in front of us slept. She moved closer and squeezed my thigh. I rubbed my hand on her ass and squeezed it..