It is very late and she finds Brad not home. She goes inside and makes herself a coffee. Half an hour Brad returns. “Hi honey” he said cheerfully ...��contract signed?” “Yes” she said “they were only too happy to sign”. “That’s good work honey. I know you were pissed off playing secretary but it worked out in the end. We will meet with them Monday morning with a plan for them”. Jenny tells Brad she is tired and goes to bed. Brad is tired also which makes Jenny relax. She was feeling a little tender. ‘You did it, your training paid off and you beat me. Congratulations, Keith.’ Keith rose to his feet, bright red and drenched in sweat. ‘Keith beat Amy!’ could be heard uttered over and over throughout the small crowd, and everyone knew what that meant. Keith received pats on the back and handshakes, all the while smiling like a kid on Christmas. ‘So, tonight then? Dinner, drinks, dancing?’ ‘Um, no. Sorry. I already made plans for tonight. It’ll have to be next Saturday,’ Amy answered. It. Taking the edges of my jacket I opened up, slowly letting him see, feeling my nipples harden, my heart rate was increasing as I said this was a busy pub and whist I was sheltered a bit, I was aware I could be seen. Maybe my eyes were darting around to make sure nobody came over, when he said ‘look at me’ after a pause he said ‘very nice’. I’d been exposed for maybe 15 seconds, I was waiting for him to say close or whatever, but with each moment that passed, it became easier for me to be like. . where was my energy?I think the old man must have been nodding off himself because the hand that was on my head seemed to get heavy pushing my head downwards which resulted in his cock going further into my mouth, well there was no way it was all going to go in there and as I tried to pull up the weight of his arm seemed to push me back and at one point I thought I was going to choke.I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I was dreaming of having a warm creamy milk shake of.