Today she was wearing a tight, form fitting grey skirt that ended just below the knees, with a low cut blouse that showed plenty of her ample cleavage...I often found myself involuntarily staring at her chest when talking to her during the course of the day. She was probably about 20lbs overweight, mostly in her ass and thighs which was even more enticing to an ass and leg man like myself.Helen, my wife, turned to talk to her other office assistant, Linda, when Amy turned to me and winked and. Sure enough, Jennifer came out and joined us. She said, “Sandy, who is this?”I said, “He is Jack Norris who lives across the street. He’s fairly new here. Jack, this is Jennifer Rogers. She likes to gossip so tell her something juicy so she won’t make anything up.” I smiled to take the sting out but I knew Jennifer. She wouldn’t care.Jack said, “Hi, Jennifer. I am now the proud owner of one of Sandy’s paintings. The frame shop wants to show her stuff.”I muttered, “Shit!”Jennifer brightened. I almost lost it when she started sucking on my neck and licking my chest. I slowed down and she moaned, rolling her eyes, then closing them. Even though I was close, I had plans for this babe. I turned her over and got her to arch her back for me while I rubbed my cock over her clit from behind. She began to squirm against my cock, squealing with delight. I reached for the tube of lubricant I had in my jeans pocket (it pays to be prepared) and put some on my finger. I didn’t miss a beat with. I clutched herhead, while my own was thrown back in a shuddering moan of pleasure.And everything she did to me, she felt as well. Everything I did toher was echoed in me. It was nothing like touching *myself* --there's nothing erotic in kissing my own arm, or tracing a finger upmy own inner thigh. No, this was more like there were four of uscrammed into the space for two. Every time I ran my fingernailslightly down her back. a ghostly extra lover ran *her* fingernailsdown *my* back. Every.
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