In fact, our office had big outside windows and floor-to-ceiling glass walls on the inside. And at this time there were still some people in the build...ng, although not on our floor. So we went back to talking, actually did get some work done in between, too. But soon again we were back to discussions of more erotic nature. And, consequentially, I went back to massage her. Again, neck first, but soon boobies again. This time, she didn't hesitate so much. She felt more safe, as lights were out on. Kat stared at him dispassionately, seeing the pain and anger in his expression."Why?" she asked, quietly. "Why have you been following me? Why have you been spying on me? And why would you think that trapping me in a stopped elevator is a good idea?"Paron, his anger losing to pain, shook his head.Kat put her knife away, her mind now flooding with issues, each vying for attention. What the hell was Paron up to and why would he try something so stupid in the same building they both worked?. What can I help you with?”I blushed, batted my seductive green eyes, and purred, “Hi Dave, I’m Kandy from Tennessee.”Oh my god, I thought the poor guy was going to pass out. For a moment, he was speechless, which is not like him, because he loves to talk and his accent makes me quiver from my lips to my clit.He glanced around, then pulled me into the shadows and asked, “Baby, why in the hell are you here?”“Let’s just say I’m on personal R&R. I come this way to see the sights and hook up with a. I heard her say: “I love your huge black cock”. Then I understood why my sweet Ana loved the gym so much. As I stood there in the crack of a door watching the full scene, my sweet wife started to struggle as she tried to gobble as much of that huge black cock as she could. As I stood there watching my sweet Ana sucking that magnificent black cock, I felt a soft breath of a whisper in my ear: “Do you like watching my husband fuck your slut wife?” In that moment Ana glanced up at me and continued.