I stared at the monitor for a minute. No, writing emails would not be enough to distract me now. There was too much happening in my head, too many che...icals. Figuring no one was going to report me for leaving my office thirty minutes early, I locked up and went to my lab. With the flip of a switch, four monitors came to life, along with the comfortingly familiar hum of equipment around the room. I sighed in relief. No one would come knocking on that door tonight. ******* I couldn’t forget my. Well, it was ever thus I fucking supposed.The Silver Spur wasn’t busy when I came in, for the fortieth night in a row. Anymore a good percentage of my paycheck was dedicated to the economic growth of the place. I hadn’t gotten my name engraved on my favorite bar stool yet, but I figured it had to be only a matter of time before I would be so honored.“Evening, good buddy,” said Hammond Greeley, head barkeep at the Spur.“You too, Ham,” I said. “Got something around five hundred proof for me?” I. It was the pussy of a woman who didn't have long to wait.She pulled my head away from her tits and whispered in my ear "Fuck me. Fuck me hard, now. I'm going to fucking explode!"I obliged.Turning her to face the basin, I slipped my cock into her from behind and watched her face in the mirror as I ploughed into her. There was nothing subtle about this, it was just pure pleasure. Me pounding into her, playing with her breasts, and all the time our eyes locked. The only sound was the drone of the. "Its going to be very hot today" my mum said, "I told Mrs Roper that you would paint her summer house when we got a fine day" Mum why? I just want to relax, Ive just finished college" I moaned. "Well she will pay you for it and it will get you out the house for the day" replied my mum.It was no use in argueing so I got some jeans on and an old t shirt and got my bike from the side of the house and set off for Mrs Ropers house. We had known the Ropers for years, her husband had died only a.