“What do you have in mind, my dear?”She smiled at me as she said, “It is bad for man not have a woman sometimes. I would like to be your woman o... the days that I come work for you.”It took me a moment to digest that. To get clarification, I asked, “do you mean sex?”“Oh yes, Mr. Tony, if you think I am nice enough.”“You are very nice Angelita, but you are married.”“It is okay, Mr. Tony. Now that I make no more babies my husband likes me to have sex. I am good to his brothers when they visit and. Exposing myself to the sun rays even moredirectly, I all but let it slide off my shoulders completely.Suddenly, I heard the sound of doors being opened from my left side.Waking abruptly from my dreamlike state, all I could do was to wrap mysweatshirt around me before my neighbor, Mrs. Jones walked on her ownbalcony."Charlie," she said, practically leaning over her fence, "Nice to seeyou." Likewise, Mrs. Jones," I said.The comfort, the coziness and the lazy Saturday afternoon feeling were. "Jenny, grab a seat over here." He said as he gestured with his hand to the chair in front of him as he leaned against his massive desk. "You look outstanding today. But seriously this is a professional office. I don't want my important clients coming in here and the first impression they get is a whore house. I've told you about Business Attire. That shirt is not close to appropriate." he sternly lectured. He did not use a tone or look of anger, but of disappointment. "I gave you this job. I get up from my chair and start walking to him, he moved to the next car and I followed; soon after we are in the bathroom; me sitting on the toilet and John standing in front of me with his huge cock fully erect, 11" long and thick as a baseball bat and I'm sucking his cock dry. He comes in my mouth in huge amounts, and I'm in pure delight, he cums again, my mouth is now dripping cum from the sides, after three or four times of this action I then cleaned his cock with my mouth, we then.