I almost sprayed the paper I was reading with the coffee I was drinking. "Off the record Kristy," I began, "of course I would like to find some slut t... have a good time with every few days, but as you know full well, I don't have time to be out on the prowl." That is true, but I know your schedule well enough and I think I could find the right type of women for you." Kristy, are you serious or are you just fucking with me again?" I'm dead serious. You are such a good boss that it bugs the hell. She didn’t submit completely and as we kissed her hands found their way beneath my t-shirt but to her disappointment I still had my sports bra on. “Let’s take this to my room,” she suggested. “You said I could do whatever I wanted,” I reminded her. “True… but I didn’t say you could do it wherever you wanted.” She had me there. We moved upstairs to her bedroom but before continuing she stripped me of both my t-shirt and sports bra. “So pretty,” she whispered with a finger pressing the pink. I knelt between her legs and held the bowl there. It was such a beautiful sight to behold her beautiful exposed hairy fanny with our mixed cum juices leaking out of her. I gently, stroked the insides of her thigh as I encouraged her to piss into the bowl. I looked up at her. I could see that she was biting her lip and had a frown on her attractive face. In fact she looked rather embarrassed and angry that she had to do this. The truth is, her predicament was just turning me on even more.. "Michael told me he was ready to go whenever I was.Tamara came out looking like a million bucks. She had on a sundress. She knew I loved her legs and seemed to dress accordingly. "What time are you leaving?" she asked."In a few minutes," I said. "We should be back by three this afternoon. Could you and Trish make sure everyone has directions?" Don't worry," she said. "We'll take care of everything."Michael and I said goodbye and we took the Jag. I left the Expedition for Tamara in case she.