He stepped forward, the head of his throbbing cock slid into the fuzzy, soapy breach between her thighs."Yes daddy! Yes daddy, fuck me!"The head of h...s cock pressed inward. There was resistance, then it melted, and her pussy lips stretched apart, welcoming him into the warm recesses of her most intimate bodily orifice. A bit more resistance, then the head of his cock angled upward and entered her vagina."Yes daddy! Deeper! I want you inside me!"She bent one leg upward, pressing her thigh. " I really need to settle a claim he filed against one of our clients. I can tell you his name and his automobile description, I just need to know where he lives. I know he doesn't live in that post office box."I can't help you with the address, but I can tell you he paid for three months in advance about a month ago. He has been in once a week or so to check his mail, I know because we have to hand it across the counter. There aren't really any boxes."I showed him the picture of Nanny cunt.. What I say goes,” he continued. I left his office, and got to work. About an hour later, a young redhead entered the office and started to look around. I walked up to the hot co-ed. "Are you Lauren?" “Yes, I’m Lauren,” she said in a shy voice. "Did you bring a tablet with you?" I asked. “Yes, I got my iPad,” she replied. "That's good. Follow me; we're going to work in one of the conference rooms today. I'm going to start your training on how to be a saleswoman." I tried to sound more. They continued their banter until their glasses were empty.John looked down, considered opening another bottle, then looked up at Irene. "You know what, enough with this silly stuff. Let's get serious."He then rose and retrieved a bottle of good scotch from the cabinet bar. Splashing a goodly amount in two glasses over ice, he gave one to Irene and settled himself opposite her in another easy chair. He eyed his friend owlishly, already a bit buzzed from the wine."Okay, sweetie. Lay it on me,.