Four decades later, there were a few newer additions, but next to the Western Group's building, they looked cheap. The Western Group was an old school...investment bank, housed in a five-story building with late 1880s sensibility. It's grand stone dressing and tile accents spoke to a time when men built buildings worth remembering.The first time he visited the Western Group, he'd still been in high school and accompanied by his lawyer, Honour Black. They'd come seeking someone to guard Scott's. I moved myself up and down on his stem as I pushed my finger further up his anus, as I moved my finger in and out of him he was groaning louder.Moving my left hand from his cock I slid it up my skirt and onto the front of my knickers, I was very moist and getting wetter as I rubbed my clit as my mouth satisfied John as I fingered his bum. I knew that I needed fucking and needed fucking very soon. As John moaned I withdrew my finger and tickled his balls as my other finger was under the elastic. ...a man walked in.Randy didn't notice and he jerked just three times and was done with me. I was distracted by the bearded man, who looked like he was just a few years older than me of a Hispanic origin. He was short but muscular, he had a thick moustache and dark hair and eyes. He watched intently and I was embarrassed. I couldn't look at him as Randy had already pulled out. I felt his warm cum draining out of me and splattering on the linoleum floor. Randy walked nonchalantly to his pants. After making sure I was eating properly and looking after myself, she hung up, promising to call again in a few days’ time.I continued with the interrupted laundry task, hanging my clothes out on the line. There wasn’t rain forecast overnight or tomorrow, so when I returned from the airport with Lori, they should be dry. I would change my bed sheets, and wash the towels in the morning.With that out of the way, I started on my piano practice. I had barely got into that when the phone rang; it.