Dixon, is going to hire an assistant, or he might promote one of us secretaries.” She reached into my boxers and gently grasped my cock, pulling it ...o attention. “I could probably get that job, with a nice raise in salary, if you wanted me to.”I was grinning now, sure that Kat was introducing another of her sexy fantasies. She was a terrific storyteller. Her boss, after all, was in his sixties, though not a bad looking man. “Really? And how would you do that?”“He thinks I’m cute. Whenever he. He was moving the skin back and forth. My own cock was getting harder and while trying to be discrete, gave up and threw off the (modesty) towel. I too started jacking off. My thick uncut 8 inches were a surprise to him. He asked if he could touch my pubes. I agreed, so he came over and started (very politely) feeling the hair above my cock. His own thick cock was only inches from my face, but he was fascinated in feeling my pubes. I don’t know if it was the humidity of the steam room or. I’d assumed I’d never be going to stay with Auntie Beryl again, but then a friend of Mum’s had an emergency and had to stay at our house, and my room became hers. A few phone calls later and I was told to pack, because Auntie Beryl had kindly agreed to let me stay. I have to admit to having very mixed feelings. On the one hand I was now definitely too old to be spanked by Beryl who wasn't even a relative, just someone the family had always called Auntie. But I also realised that I missed the. Before we had our dinner I put on some music and poured us a glass of wine to go with it. I cleared the dishes with Amy's help and went back over to the bar are and was pouring us wine when I heard the jets on the hot tub start up. I looked over to Amy and she had undressed and was climbing in, by the gods she looked so good, I forgot how great her body was, especially the little tattoo of a butterfly by her pussy, that just fascinates me. When I looked at her she looked at me and smiled and.