He was a older, bigger man, an endearing beer belly, greying beard, and very masculine man. Had I seen him in the bar when it was busy, he wouldn't h...ve caught my eye, but in this setting he looked like the sexiest man alive. Saying nothing, I gave James his drink and walked over to lock the door and shut the blinds. James smiled.I took a swig of whiskey with James and lead him into the back office. I sat James down in my boss's office chair. I got on my knees and crawled underneath the. ”“Kind of out of your league, don’t you think?” joked Brad.“So far out of my league it isn’t even funny,” said Bob. “My nephew was supposed to marry her, but fled the altar to go to Katmandu to become a monk instead. I brought her here to give her a chance to decompress.”“Sure you did,” said Brad. “I bet I know how you wanted to help her do that.”“Now, now,” said Bob. “Let’s not go overboard. My intentions were honorable.”“Intentions have a way of running off the rails,” said Brad.“Tell me. Somehow I feel...horny. Let's go to the old haunted mansion. Are you okay with this idea?" She asked me while staring directly into my eyes."Sure, dark places and you - sounds like a perfect combination," I answered in a calm voice, trying my best to somehow sound seductive.It was pitch black inside the mansion. Good thing I brought my flashlight along."Good idea but please try not to shine this into my eyes, okay?" No problem, your beauty shines bright enough." What a nice compliment. Let's. He lifted the waist band and slid the underwear down and slid his mouth gently onto my cock, moaning as he savoured the taste or precum. His hands motioned to my backside and he held my cheeks as he slowly motioned me to face-fuck him, sliding my shaft in and out of those beautiful lips as he expertly milked the precum from my cock. His fingers nestled into my ass crack as he gently rubbed a finger over my hole sending bolts of electricity through me. My knees were nearly buckling as I could.