The boss looked down at the woman on her knees. Her face upturned to him looking in his eyes for his signal that she could suck him he liked this time...when you could see in the eyes that they had come around. Having tasted the switch and feeling the powerlessness of the station in life she was ready to serve and it wouldn’t matter anymore what he wanted she would do it and eagerly. He unzipped his pants and took out his growing cock?What do you say bitch??:Please master?Please what bitch a. “Your wet.” I felt ashamed he had caught me wet. I had been horny all afternoon and couldn’t wait to get back to my hotel room and masturbate. The scenario in his office wasn't helping. My scent wafted through the office. He slid my panties to the side and probed my lips. I jumped back slightly feeling my face flush.“Very wet.” He looked up at me devilishly. “Sign the papers out on the desk and be here at 8 am. Wear no stockings, something obscenely short and a thong.” As he barked his orders. The name’s John by the way.””Cheers mate, I’m Jason. I’ll just take a lager please if you’re offering””Go sit with my Mrs over there, she’s Clare and she’ll look after you while I get these in”I walked over to the table that John mentioned and I saw Clare. I’ve always had a thing for older ladies and she was looking fine. She was wearing a red top that showed off her nice cleavage. She wore a modest floral skirt but still showed off her legs. I could see from the way she was sat that she was. My heart stirred as I heard someone on the other side. The door opened wide and there was Philip who greeted me with a warm smile. He was barefoot and wore only a tight t-shirt and a pair of white body-hugging boxers. Before I even walked over the threshold he caught me checking out his bulbous packet. Once he shut the door he took my bag, dropped it on the floor, put his arms around my waste and kissed me on the lips as if we were frequent lovers. He tongued me briefly before pulling away..