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It had to be helped. And there was no way did Claire not notice me when I made such a racket getting to the door. She had waited, posing, for that ext...a moment. The little minx had shown off for me. That was interesting.That night I spent a lot of time going over everything in my head, mostly wondering what I should do. I knew if I ignored it, more and more would happen. She was obviously trying to get my attention. No, I had to take that back. She had gotten my attention big time. Damn it, she. Bob was the first man other than my husband to have me since the day of my wedding almost twenty-one years before. It was sex at its most elemental. I was on my back on Bob's desk with my skirt up around my waist and the gusset of my panties pushed to the side to give him entrance. He did lose his trousers, but he still had his shirt, tie, shoes and socks on. He banged away at me and I clutched his butt cheeks with my hands, wrapped my legs around him and moaned in pleasure. I climaxed twice. More

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