The great thing was that after the first fucking, I could call her any time and come over and we would fuck all night.Then it got a little complicated...I got transfered to a different branch in the same city and started fucking a different co- worker. She wasn't anything special but a fuck was a fuck.She had two k**s, saggy tits, but she could work her cunt like a machine. It was like a milking machine and we both had pleasure doing each other over and over again. She also loved to have me. .. I moan into the gag as this thought makes myimprisoned penis try to get erect, failing miserably and uncomfortably init's permanently bent down and compressed state... On with my pleasantlyuncomfortable task!Finally, vacuuming is done. I am getting tired, and I wish I could sitdown and rest - but I cannot, and not just because I have a lot to do.The long glass dildo is half-buried inside my ass and the other endsticking out of me for good ten inches like a tail, making it impossibleto sit on. I imagined Peyton encouraging me, telling me that itwould be fine. I spun the knob and opened the door. Outside I saw twokids waiting for their bus about forty yards away. Were they too faraway to notice my shoes? Would they even glance my way or were they tooabsorbed in their adolescent lives? I took a step, another, and lockedthe door behind me.?I can do this,? I whispered, feeling my heart thrumming in my chest.Feeling the arid desert that was my mouth. Feeling my testiclestighten. I heard a. How did you know? I typed back, wondering how she knew I could see her thong. I then realized this was not an accident.I looked at her as I pressed send. She continued to focus on her card game and her cell phone, not looking at me. As she slyly read my reply, she slowly spread her legs open further under the table. The view got better and I lost all interest in the car race on the TV. I shifted to hide my raging hard on from the other guys who were focused on the race. The red, white and blue.