“MMMM no hands baby, just use your mouth. Show Daddy what a naughty little girl you are.” she smiled with my girth between her lips and began to s...ck and slurp up and down my shaft. One of her hands began to fondle her small, firm tits while the other found her wet, hairless pussy. I brushed her hair from her face but as I pulled my and away she instantly grabbed it and placed it on the back of her head. I took the cue, gripped her hair tightly and began to fuck her throat. I could feel the cum. She knew why we were here and I wanted to give her full autonomy. “This is nice….” She says, as she holds up a slinky number. Not having the same effect on the hangar to me as on a mannequin or person, I nod and say “uhhh ok….it does look nice, but will it fit her?” in my blunt and male driven tone. She smirks and hold up the dress again, as only a woman can and looks it over once more, spinning it around. “It might fit nicely in the chest area, but her hips may…well…” she explains… “She. Leave the premises and wait at the first restaurant toward your house.” I thumbed the off button.Mister Fielding looked at Jack and said, “Escort him to HR. Jack, this is not working out well.” I was already standing. Jack stood and led me out of the office.As we walked down the hall, he said, “I didn’t anticipate this reaction, Gerald. We really didn’t want to lose both of you.”“Jack, first of all, giving me a chance and not Beth was both sexist and short-sighted. She might have stayed. There. "I didn't tell you," Thule said."No," said Marigold, "you didn't." I know," said Thule, cinching up his belt, "That wasn't a question. I didn't tell you. You don't need to know. If you're determined to help me, I'll let you. I suspect that I won't have much of a choice and I can watch you more closely if I say yes. But, I make it a rule to never tell anyone more than they need to know. That includes you. I will not put you in unnecessary danger if I can help it." So," asked Marigold, "this.