She was a beautiful big busted woman and very easy on the eyes. Most every guy in the office probably had wet dreams about her. She had the looks and ...new it, very sexy but yet had a really nice personality. I did think she flirted a little to much.I guess one problem was she was daddy's little girl. Most men were afraid of Ben and some were married and already divorced, but I just saw him as the boss and did my job. I began talking with Jen and we became good friends at first. We talked a lot. I’m making love to my forty-six-year-old husband. I was going crazy. He asks what happened to me, and I actually confess the truth. Minutes of silence, and then he says, “If that’s what it takes to get us going, so be it.” The next week, I get a call from the first guy asking to meet me. I agree, and after work that day starts a routine of sexual abyss any woman could only dream of. I was soon having sex with those 6 guys and a few others regularly. My husbands boss or his office friends visit. .. you knew I, that I..." Came?" She giggled again. "God Brian! I saw the bulge! How could I not? And I saw the dark stain suddenly appear too, you really ought not wear beige slacks if you're planning on doing that," she laughed. "Now ... take em off, and get over here ... I need to see that cock of yours, hard this time," she added.It already was. As was Jack's as I noticed, climbing onto the bed on the other side of her, taking her neglected breast into my mouth. I felt her hand come up to. I even managed to remember to change the word "I" to the line "Jeannette's mother and myself" in my speech.As I sat down, Asha caught my eye and smiled at me. What she made of Leanne taking my hand and kissing the back of it I don't know. Asha couldn't have heard Leanne say "Thank you!" to me. That confused me for a moment but then I realised that, from where she was sitting Leanne must have been able to read the original script of my speech. So she must have been aware of my impromptu.