"Sheryl, we'll keep your application on file. We may give you a call. Suzanne, why don't you come with me? I'd like to interview you further."The shor...er girl's face fell, but she congratulated her friend on the interview. I turned to Amy."Amy honey, please collect the applications and get the ladies to wait for me. I'm going to interview Suzanne here. I'll be back in 15 minutes or so." Ok Mr. Williams."I grabbed Suzanne's hand and led her to the interview room. Her face was flushed. She was. For some reason I didn’t pay too much attention. I thought I heard whoever it was leave, and we kept on fucking. I could tell he was getting ready to cum soon, each thrust came harder and he grunted a bit more and I just braced myself against the bench, one hand on the bench the other on the cement wall. I heard a sound behind us just as he said in a soft voice he was cumming inside me. I turned my head to see the door between the bathroom and shower area open and someone start to walk in. . Just feel down there!’ and she did. ‘Ooooh, naughty man,’ she laughed, ‘why don’t you pop downstairs before that disappears and show it to Gianna? I’m sure she can think of a use for it!’ The thought did appeal to me, Gianna over the kitchen table, mmmmm. So I slipped on a dressing gown and went downstairs, leaving Lena lying in bed smiling. Of course it was impossible to hide my erection as I came into the kitchen but Gianna was standing at the work counter with her back to me. She was dressed. When you finally come outside, wrapped in a spare robe of mine and boxers, you see me in one of the chairs, feet propped up on the ottoman, reading a book and sipping coffee. You join in the chair next to me, separated by the small table. After a bit, you see my empty empty cup, and my eyes tracing along the words in the book. You push the table out of the way, and pull your chair right next to mine. Your left arm extending behind me, your large hand on the back of my neck, tickling just under.