"David," she says formally. "Seriously?" I ask, annoyed with her formality. "What?" she asks innocently. "Why so formal?" I ask, "There shouldn't be a...y more formality between us, especially since we've seen each other naked. Not to mention, I fucked you hard and you loved it too," I say, lowering my voice. "It was a mistake," she says with no emotions. "It won't happen again." Her words stabs at me painfully, making me angry. I want to say and do something reckless knowing that I'll regret. "Are you horny?" I continued boldly, knowing full well that the earlierrhythmic thumping in her cubicle had been Melanie's efforts to relieveher frustrations. Melanie was desperately seeking a lesbian friend toshare her later years with as a senior."Yes," she croaked softly, "You know I am."I smiled sympathetically for I was the nearest thing she had to a sexualpartner. Despite, my refusal to allow her into my knickers, I was theonly 'girl' who would allow her to play with my breasts without. She decided to wear a skirt and no panties. I was turned on by the idea. The company party was being held at a hotel about a half hour from where we lived. She said that they expected about 30 people to show up.We arrived at the hotel that evening. The parking lot was almost full but we found a place towards the back. We entered the lobby and made our way to where the event was taking place. As we entered the room, one of Carol’s co-workers, Darnell, approached us. He was a short fat black male. He smiled and whispered in my ear that the real handyman there had something for me…I just wiggled and let my thighs spread a bit to welcome his finger.We danced a moment. Then I unplugged his finger out from my wet cunt and pushed him away; telling him not to start something he could not finish…With a sigh, Victor said he was sorry, but he was going for work.When my loving hubby left, I was completely alone at home. The black handyman was not scheduled to work today. He had a roofing job and.