It’s all ... fabulous. I feel like someone pumped me full of adrenalin and plugged me into the power grid.”I laughed, “I couldn’t agree with y...u more. You’re not burning out?”“Oh, no. Pam got to fuck a new cock last night, and I got into a new pussy – the pussy of my boss’s wife. Can you imagine that? I bet not many guys do that.”I teased, “You fuck all my wives.”“Errr, ... well ... yeah. I guess I do ... but you’re not my boss. Elsa and I also played together last night. As usual, she was. Chrissy felt the blood drain out of her face once again. ‘Wh-what are you talking about?’ she stammered. Mike moved over to one of her chairs and dropped down into it. ‘Well, when I got back, I packed up my bags, locked up my office and retired from the Marines. Now, I’m living the civilian life! I thought I might just settle down here in Chicago and make a go of it in the city. I’ve never lived anywhere like this before!‘ Before she could stop herself, Chrissy gave a cynical laugh at that. I wasn’t sure what was different about Brie. I had filled out the questionnaire. Did I have any pre-existing conditions? Other than a probably genetic pre-disposition to alcoholism, mental illness and white-collar criminality, nope. I checked no. Was I taking any medications? No. Did I have any allergies? Yes, to multiple choice questionnaires. I wrote that in the margins. I wanted to toss the clipboard across the room at the older woman with hair dyed like a fourteen year old girl and tell her. Christine asked how i had been and i said fine. I looked over at her and noticed that her dress was up by her fat thighs. She smiled at me and asked how my big cock was? I started to get hard and said it was fine. She raised her dress up over her thighs and I could see some pussy hair. I don't have any panties on she said because i wanted to give the interviewer a good shot at my pussy! I miss that big cock of yours. Why don't we stop out here and the sticks and fuck? I agreed and said.