He arrived at his usual time, fifteen minutes late, and settled into his office. Tina was working, but it seemed to Sam as if she was being stand-offi...h. ‘Shit!’ he thought to himself. Something was wrong, and he knew perfectly well what it was. He had managed to fuck up for real this time, a major league fuckup. Tina could barely look at him, let alone talk, and it was quietly tense.Mid-afternoon, Margie came into his office and closed the door. “What’s with Tina?” she asked.Sam decided to. I wasted no time, I entered her smoothly and completely. She gasped at my width, which was nearly double the dildo. I began to pump my dick in and out of her. She moaned about how great it felt and started to push back on me. I began to pick up the pace and the force. Eventually, I was making rapid slapping sounds with my thighs and her ass. I reached around underneath her and began to furiously rub her clit. She began to scream, literally scream. I worried about other people in their. "Me? You want me?" she asked."Yes, Karen, I have wanted you for years. I have had to watch how your ex-husband treated you and I have kept silent. Many times I saw you crying and wanted to come and console you or at least let you talk about it. But it wasn't my place and I didn't know how my help would be received."Now he is gone and I am ready and willing to show you how your life should have been all along. You made a few mistakes along the way, we all have. And you can't go back and change. They, at last, knew what those were, although separate ones for the sexes were strange to most of them. They had not, however, learned to use them as children. They had to be told that they could use them; some of them had to be told how to use them. Marjorie could hardly bring herself to give those directions to young women in private. She had told Messalina on a Sunday that she would use the women’s outhouse, and Messalina was quite capable of telling even men what to do in blunt language..