Ok I said ten out of ten for dress style and lets go for dinner, I am starving.Next morning I left my office en route to my car and Carolyn was walkin... towards me in the car park, still wearing just her jacket and her high heeled, slip on, open toed sandals. We got into my car and with the jacket being so short she didn't have to lift it up at the back to sit down with her bare arse on her seat and sat with her jacket open, her sandals off and the soles of her feet together with her legs spread. I did as told and did what I could to help get everyone served. "Go do this...Go do that... Fill this up... Clean this out for me... Hand me that thing...Hurry, customers are waiting." you demanded as you playfully barked orders to me. I felt like a long tailed cat in a room full of tap dancers. Finally, a couple of your employees showed up and the flurry of morning activity settled down to it's normal pace. You looked at me and winked, "Ready to get started with that training?" In a New York. Dangerous, who were these men? But I didn't care, I just wanted anonymous sex and to be filled with the spunk of strangers. I hit the poppers again, this was far too exciting to stop.My head was spinning, my hole was wet. I held onto the branches and let the strangers fuck my gaping hole. One by one they came forward out of the darkness and took their turn. I have no idea how many, it was a bit of a blur. I got the impression someone was spreading news that there was a cute and hungry whore. Bill was on the phone, so I just went up and sat on his lap, grinding into him as he talked and running my hands all over his body. I knew he was loving it, even if he acted disturbed. It wasn’t long until I felt his huge erection growing and rubbing on me, so I released it from his pants and began to suck him off. It was amazing how he could still talk business while we had sex. It was a trait that I admired from our first meeting. The door to his office was always open and Brett came in, as.