He married a Maureen Wyse, which was a bit of a shock to some people as several wealthy women were frequently associated with him." She said."Any chil...ren?" Veronica asked but then a telephone beside her started to chirp, she picked up the handset and a voice spoke to her."Now, now Veronica, I don't want Joyce to think about my family just yet, and Timothy is under strict orders not to make himself noticed by Joyce either." Sir Bartholomew said and then the phone went dead."Who was that?" Joyce. Once in the office, Leon took me in his arms and held me. I melted into his chest and cried uncontrollably. I felt so much better in Leon's arms and never wanted to leave them.I settled down some, looking up at Leon, I kissed him. I whispered to him, "I want you."Leon removed my nightgown and sat me on the edge of the desk. He undid his pants and pulled his big thick dick out. I looked up at him, "Yes, yes, I want you, I want you to fuck me." I couldn't believe I heard myself begging a man. The crowd checked me out as I walked into the office and met a tan guy in Calvin Klein tightie-whities and black boots—the resort staff uniform. Rob, like me, was in his late 20’s, and said he was the day manager and guessed I was the guy Jesse had called about. Rob offered to get my bags from the car, but when I told him I had everything in my gym bag, he commented that “I must be taking advantage of the clothing optional part,” and he showed me to my room. On the way Rob pointed out the. "Well that's a nice one you have there, and by the looks of this mess, you sure had fun." I couldn't believe we were joking about this. "Well, I better get out of here so you can clean yourself up, but please hurry, I really have to pee, and now I have to clean myself up too." She left the room, and I wiped my cum from the floor, cleaned my cock, and put myself back together. When I opened the bathroom door she was still standing the hallway, holding her own crotch, and bouncing around like she.