‘Sure thing, Mr Stone’ Jen replied, glad of an excuse to get out of the office. She winked at Sally, swung her handbag on her shoulder and was out...the door before anyone could say a quick ‘Byee’.The garage was local to the office but in an industrial estate and a quick 5 minute drive later Jen arrived. ‘Why is this place always so dirty and untidy’ she thought, ‘it’s not like the dealer garages.’She walked into the small office and up to the counter. ‘bloody Typical’ she thought eyeing the. I walked down the hall. She wasn’t in the bathroom. I headed for her room. The door was slightly ajar. I could see she had a lamp on. I heard music. I opened the door a little bit to see if she was dressed. I half hoped she wasn’t. She was on her bed. It took me a few seconds to realize what she was doing, She was rubbing her cunt wish a vibrator. She was moaning softly. I could feel myself getting hard again. This time I didn’t try to fight it. I stuck my hand down my pants and started rubbing. It wasn’t long before they hoeing into plates full of delicious barbecued prawns, crabs and fish. George asked Christelle if she’d like a drink as he was going to the bar to buy Greg and himself another beer a. ‘I’d love a glass of wine.’ she replied. George was soon back with glasses of cold white wine for Christelle, and an amazing looking ‘Fiji Passion’ cocktail for Muriel and of course the beer for he and Greg. They all chatted easily as they munched their way through the delicious lunch.. I still wanted to enjoy the day. It was just morning, and for the first time, my morning erection was taken care of. Now I complexly removed her skirt leaving her only in panties. She also removed my shirt and pant swiftly with a seductive smile leaving me on my underwear, just like her. There we were two almost nude bodies, on a bed in a perfectly romantic morning.I help her boobs on both of my hands and pressed my head in between her boobs. She jerked and held my face more tightly onto her.