It was the first time I'd seen her in anything except her uniform. She wore a white shirt that was at least a size too small and molded tightly around...her torso and gave me (and eveyone) a full appreciation of her proportions. Likewise were the jeans she wore, fitted to tightness that seemed to be fused to her ass and legs. She was shorter than I so her body shape was quite striking. I observed that I was not the only one having erotic thoughts about her as I saw many male employees stealing. ‘Lick my arse!’ she demanded of me, straddling over my head and widening her thighs. I did my best, pushing out my tongue, but my efforts didn’t please her. They decided that I needed the whip and was made to raise my backside as the woman turned and bent over a bench. Another bench was placed under my body then I was placed so my weight was forward and my face became buried in the woman’s crack, between her vagina and her anus, she stretched out her legs sideways preventing me from failing. "I raised my eyebrows, and he tapped the medal around his neck. "Gold is gold; nobody really cares that it's not for an individual event."I nodded and clapped him on the shoulder. Inside, I knew I was more proud of my medal knowing that I'd won it all on my own, and not had the victory swum for me by four guys who were faster than me. But that individual pride didn't mean I had to begrudge Asher for his pussy-hunting success. "Congratulations."He grinned and then gestured to the food. "Load up,. Anyway, he and one of the old guys were gabbing about my well being... As if I couldn't exist by myself. My son just finished stating that maybe "they" ought to inform the brothels, over in Nye county, that I was a widower now.His mother had just passed away... Less than six months ago... My mate of thirty years or so. He was twenty-two and still finding his way. I was leaning forward. My mate and I had discussed her demise. I remember gently asking how long I should wait... "Well, I might like.