Take last Monday for instance... There I was, at work early in the cold and the frost, and the automatic timer hadn't worked yet again and my office w...s like a refrigerator. Being a dispatcher for a small transport company in a small country town in the middle of nowhere had lost a lot of it's appeal over the months and I was giving my continued employment in this field considerable, and critical, thought.As usual, it being a Monday, a number of my drivers had reported in that they weren't fit. Ritten by ShyA little background before you read!This story was inspired by a long-term recurring dream I could never seem to shake, as well as Peter Pan. It's one of my favorites and I've finally expanded upon it. Maybe it's time I checked Paul's credentials. If he was going to be working with me I needed to know he can handle himself.Arriving at the office just before 8:00, I checked my messages, email, and 'in' basket. The only thing was a note from Paul dated Friday night. "If I reach you by phone then ignore this, otherwise call.-P." No problem there. Morning brief was at 8:30. I grabbed a bottle of water and headed into the conference room. Rod was going over the morning sheets to get the latest. She worked the two dildos well, gently with her obviously tender friend, and a little more rough for herself. The smell of the sex was intoxicating for her, and nearer and nearer she placed her nose to take in this wonderful new adventure into her body, deep breathing in the smell. She was so close now that John balls were hitting on her chin, so she almost instinctively gave a small nibble to the skin, then a little harder, pulling, moving then to the real source of the erotic aroma, and she.