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She went on and on about contracts and hiring people and doing adult things she knew she could do, she just never had the chance. I gave her a chance to shine. They talked for a half hour, then Sam said we had somewhere to be. She told Marta I was taking her clothes shopping for the second time in two days! Then on a DATE!I got the phone back. Marta was crying tears of joy at the news, which she would not share with Gracie. Marta always knew Sam was smart (they were neighbors when Sam was between 4 and 10 years old, plus Sam lived with Marta and me one sex-tacular summer when she was 20). Marta sometimes thought of Sam as a step-daughter. Now she sounded so happy and successful. Marta knew the future was unclear, but for now I had made my mother very happy.Sam’s door opened into the offices we rented for our computer firm. I saw two people there so I had to ask about how the office was covered while she was gone. She introduced me.First was “Red,” a girl with a brush cut to her red. He was a nice guy….pretty good looking… and Wayne’s best friend, so I figured that garnered some special privileges on occasion.When we got to the bar, we wasted no time ordering drinks and getting on the dance floor. I split dances between Wayne and Jack, but after a few hours Wayne was pretty plastered, which just left Jack and me dancing, laughing and drinking, while Wayne sat in a semi-stupor at our table with a silly grin plastered on his face. Jack and I kept dancing together, and I wasn’t really surprised that he found a number of opportunities to nudge one boob or the other, grind his crotch against my stomach, and occasionally squeeze my ass cheeks, while we moved around the dance floor. I enjoyed the attention more than I thought I would, and I felt my pussy getting moist, and my nipples getting stiff as the evening wore on.It was around midnight when Jack and I finished our latest dance and returned to our table, where Wayne was clearly obliterated….completely out of it. I.
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