He put his hand behind my head, wrapping his fingers in my hair, and pulled my mouth closer. He stood over me, hips pressing his dick deep into my th...oat, while I moaned and slipped my hand inside my panties. I felt my slick lips and throbbing clit. Using my thumb to massage my clit, I slipped two fingers inside myself. Just before I came, Nate took his cock out of my mouth and told me to turn on my side. He put one of my legs under him and the other over his shoulder, spreading me wide. . ” “It’s, it’s not what it looks like Chris,” I stuttered as my face reddened. “Let’s see just what it does look like shall we,” he laughed as he grabbed at the cord that was holding my dressing gown together. The front of the gown fell open and my outfit was exposed to his leering eyes. “Well, well, well, so this is what you get up to behind closed doors is it?” he said, with a big grin on his face. “Please don’t tell anyone Chris,” I begged him. “Ha ha ha, your legs look quite good in. "What time will everyone else be here?" This is it for now, our human resources person may come later but we need to talk first." I replied.No one said anything so I started,"I guess you are wondering why we asked you to join us for lunch?" I think we can guess" Stan said."Ok, then let me first tell you that I have nothing against unions at all I was a member of the Communications, Energy and Paperworkers union myself and I kind of liked the security it offered me at the time. Now on to. Can we go now?"Portsmouth, Hampshire, November 28thThe motorway was slick with the early afternoon rain as they drove in silence along the waterside, between a landfill and a dumping ground for old submarines, highlighted by a roadside abstract sculpture that drew attention to the large marine salvage yard that looked to be abandoned, and a greyhound racing track that looked like it needed to be. Curving round the edge of the peninsula Caerys attention was drawn by the bulky ferries manoeuvring.