Placing her hand on her mound. Kim spread her legs. Mary's questing fingers slipped into Kim's pussy lips. Kim moaned. Mary rolled Kim's clit between ...her fingers. “Ah, yeah.” Curving her fingers up, Mary thrust two fingers into Kim's slick pussy. Kim moaned and rolled her hips. Mary rubbed Kim's g-spot. The rough bundle of nerves tightened and Kim clenched on Mary's fingers as she came. Kim's juices dripped from her pussy. Mary wiped her hand on her shirt and turned to kiss Kim.“Goodnight.”Kim. It was the best job a person could get right out of college and the money plus bonuses and travel was like a dream come true. It was November at the time a week before thanksgiving. If you know anything about living in certain states in the south then you know our weather changes from hot to cool to cold and back again. I was sent to work with a doctor at one of the smaller hospitals and it sucked cause the person I work with wasnill so this time I had to do it alone, meaning from setting. He didn't offer me any clothes, so I followed him feeling exceptionally vulnerable. He pulled me down the steps and through a set of double doors on the first floor. There was a small table with food already on it. "Sit," he said. I obeyed. The coffee was delicious. The breakfast quiche was too, which was good because I was distracted by the fact that I was eating practically naked. He watched me, not saying anything, his guarded expression on display. Finally, when I was fed, he said. "I would. He was dedicated to dance studies, and not even remotely interested in the disciplines his father had sent him overseas to learn.Consequently, he had fallen behind in his history courses, and I was asked to tutor him to catch him up. Unfortunately, his stipend didn't provide funds for a private tutor, so I suggested an alternative, in lieu of my usual fee, wherein we could work out a trade. Jon could teach me African dance, in exchange for me tutoring him in history. The arrangement seemed to.