“Oh look at that. Come on here. Come and sit on daddy’s lap. I’ll feed you”, he said. I looked at my husband, he was acting like it was totall... cool.“Come on, your husband won’t say anything”, he said. I went and sat on his lap. Suddenly, his cock got hard. It was a monster I could feel it poking my ass.My husband’s boss held my thigh and slowly turned me towards him. He kept his left hand around my hip while his right hand was feeding me food. Slowly, he kept moving his left hand closer to my. Put that along with the odd events in the break room, something was going on. Margaret cleared her throat. “OK, just give me a second…..For a while now, I have been noticing you,…. noticing me.” Where was this going? Was this a harassment complaint? No, no, she was going somewhere with this. My mind started to race as I looked her in the eyes and she started to smile. I didn’t know what to do at that point. I looked down and cracked a smile. I looked back up and started “I don’t know. You're going to make me... make me..." I reach behind her with my free hand and the moment my finger darts between Laura's butt checks, she begins to groan. "Cummmmmmmming."This time, it's Laura's legs that buckle and I catch her and hoist her onto the long, cushioned cockpit bench seat. It takes about 30 seconds before she recovers enough to open her eyes."Well, that was unexpected," she tells me, her eye wide and an almost triumphant smile on her face. "I haven't cum that hard, or that fast,. At that time she moved from my side to between our two lounge chairs. She put her right hand around my cock and started stroking again. She then slowly reach out and wrapped her left hand around Anthony's cock. This was it. We were going from playing around, poking and lightly touching to actually giving another man beside her husband a full on hand job. The up and down motion started slowing at first. We both threw our heads back, took deep breaths and started to enjoy the pleasure we were.