I always felt proud having such a lovable BF.One afternoon I was feeling restless at my desk. The erotic stories I read last night making me uneasy. E...actly at that time this guy came to my desk, which made my heart beat faster. His strong body made me feel how vulnerable I’m. I’m afraid he would read my mind and fuck me right away. When he looked at me, I felt like as if they penetrate through my clothes and touch my inner beauties. I wondered whether he imagined how my pussy might look inside. When the cab came I got in the front and Fred opened the rear door for Jackie, she thanked him then got in, this proved difficult for her to do with any modesty her knickers and crutch were on display most of the time as she moved along the back seat ,the look on Fred's face proved he enjoyed the view, on the way Fred was talking to Jackie I don't know what about but every now and again he patted her bare thigh I noticed he left his hand there the last time, Jackie said to me were not going. I didn’t see much, his desk is against the wall away from the door, so all I could see what his back. However, I could clearly see what was on his screen. And I could also see his trousers and boxers around his ankles. I could also hear him panting, and a distinct slapping noise. I don’t know why, but it really turned me on. I’d honestly never felt like that before. I slid my dress up to I could reach my cock, and began stroking it. I was getting close, when I accidently grabbed the door. As I returned to the barn Amber met me at the door asking to go for a walk, so we walked far enough from the barn that we wouldn’t be heard. I made a small fire at the base of an oak tree, while Amber filled me in on the young girl’s plight. Her name was Elle, after the initial strike people ran away from the interstate right into the arms of the invading army. Everyone was sorted and searched, women had the clothes torn from their back and were thrown into a truck. The army was trucking.