.. there's no need to lock the door with the key, just make sure you leave it closed, Ok?", she said, while leaving the office."No problem Paula. See ...ou tomorrow, then."We walk down the hallway in my office. I show you my workspace when violently, you push me into the archive room. I grab you by your waist and my back hits the wall. By then, you are close enough to kiss me. You start kissing me. I kiss you back, while you pull me tightly against you.I can feel your breasts against my body. I. I stopped by the warehouse on my way out to the truck. It was the first time I’d seen Mr. Pope doing this much physical labor.“You sure you’re going to be OK? We don’t need you to have a heart attack from actually doing something physical.”“I’m not that old! I can still kick your ass. Go have some fun, but not too much. Remember, no drinking and driving.”“Not a problem.”“Oh, and don’t drink so much you can’t come to work tomorrow. You have to finish what this old man can’t get done.” He gave me. I shook the Marine’s hand and turned to my wife.“Ready to check out of this hotel?”“Yes. Walk slow, my ribs still hurt.”“You forget, Renee, in this hotel, they wheel you to the door.”The nurse was waiting outside the room and rolled in as I spoke. She locked the wheels and put the foot rests down.“Mrs. O’Dell, please have a seat.”Renee sat on the chair and the nurse unlocked the wheels and rolled her towards the elevator with me in tow. The elevator door opened, and we walked in with my hand. " He helped her stand up and then stood after her. She hopped from one foot to the other, her hands hovering near, but not touching her bottom. Pete turned and fetched the cane and said, "Now I want you to turn around, bend over and grab your ankles." Laura looked back at Pete, and he could see the moistness in her eyes. She turned back away and bent at the waist. Pete stood and looked at her. He could see her pussy barely peeking out from between her thighs. "Spread your feet just a bit.