“I think it was a sign too and I don’t think that either of us should take a sign like that for granted,” I announced, reaching my hand out to h...r. She hesitated for only a moment before offering me one of the greatest smiles I think I had ever seen, along with her hand. “Merry Christmas Mary,” she laughed. “Merry Christmas to you too Christina,” I chuckled. It happened very slowly, not being one to jump in head first after my first disaster, but when we did eventually connect with that first. I could only agree with that and before i knew it he hold it in his hands and rubbed it. It made me rock hard in a second.He told me to stop sucking his cock and to get on my knees in the back of his car. He then found a condom that he put on his hard cock. Then he played some more with my cock before he rubbed his hard cock over my ass and started to push it inn me, it hurted at the start and he said that i need to relax and that would go easier if i did. After i while he started to slide in. He also found that clients rather enjoyed coming down to the country, having a pub lunch and walking the dogs while they discussed business. He had a good memory and could e-mail them a resume of their discussion and decisions after they had left without having to take notes. He also found that inviting job candidates down relaxed them. He was able to discover much more about them than if he had been interviewing them in his office in London.All this meant that he still had plenty of time to. The water blasted over my head as I rinsed my hair. As it drained away I could see she was at the door watching me. “Hurry up would you” she said, again in an unfamiliar instructional tone. Her cheeky grin said otherwise as she stood there rubbing her pussy with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other. “Give me some” I said. Two fingers slid into her pussy and came out wet. She advanced close enough to reach me with here outstretched arm, pushing her fingers into my mouth. Oh.