This wasn't their first mistake, and I needed to fire them. I was far from being ready to fire them; I needed an escape, something to put me in a bett...r mood. My husband must've read my mind. He shut and locked the door to my private office area. I felt myself getting wet as he stroked my face, brushing a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear. I sighed softly as he gently nibbled on my ear. He picked me up in his arms and I straddled his lap when he sat in my chair. He removed my shirt and. Some of the garments were wet with pussy juice, the feel of the damp garments and the touch of each other's hands soon had them aroused once more. Quickly they both dressed, gathering up the clothes they wanted they headed to the checkout and from there back to the car.As Sarah drove out of the parking lot she was very aware of Cathy's eyes on her,"What's the matter honey, do you regret what we did?" What? No mom of course not, in fact I hope we can do it again, if you want to that is?" O god. Suddenly, the loud rumble of motorcycles marred the beauty of the moment. Seven motorcycles pulled into the rest stop and after a minute of loud revving were silent. With the cessation of the noise, there was total silence. The leader of the group looked around with satisfaction. The mother and father were gathering their children close. The young couple has stopped and the boy was holding the girl. The Frisbee game had come to an end and the young people were looking everywhere except at. It was busy for aweeknight, heads dotted sporadically around him in the sea of chairs. Hefelt the tension of the day flowing away from his mind until they sat infront of him. He was an older man with pale skin, greying hair and anoticeable paunch. His companion was his opposite in many ways. A leanyoung Asian woman, half his age at most.What a waste Steve thought to himself. A beautiful woman wasted on thatold man. It disgusted him. She was clearly a mail order bride - therewas no way an.