Her outfit was complemented by the black leather plaited crop she carried; her sneering grin and red hair in a bun had every remotely submissive male ...rooling in fantasy about her. For certain males, this would become more than fantasy.Clyde had heard rumours about her dominant sexuality, which had spread like wildfire about the excited members of the boardroom after she had cemented her place there with such natural authority the other evening; subtle changes had already occurred, such as. She looked especially sexy and ready for action. Her rigid nipples stood at attention, as evidenced by the little bumps on her shirt.'Carol was right; she's as excited as I am. I wonder if she notices the bulge in my pants, ' I thought.We sat on the couch as if to watch TV, and Carol made sure that Alice and I sat next to one another. After about 15 or 20 minutes of inane conversation, Carol made an excuse for leaving us alone. Neither Alice nor I minded that her excuse was quite lame.Then we. Then she leaned down and kissed my cheeks before breathing in my ear that she was hoping I could make her happy that night…When her lips met mine, I offered up no resistance. My hands moved to her hips and lifted her higher. She spread her legs to straddle my hips and I felt her breath, full of lustful desire…For the next minutes we kissed like horny newlyweds and I savored the contour of her round body as she pressed herself to me and I ran my fingers over her soft flesh. She moved off of me. I had taken a part time job as a census taker more for the chance to meet people and get out of the house. I have been retired 10 years and boredom had everything to do with seeking this job. It is strange that we look forward to retirement like it is some reward and then we find out that the human mind demands a connection or purpose beyond just waking up and trying to decide what to do with our time.After a short training session I was sent out to follow up on those that either didn’t.