" Jessie heard the demanding tone in her mom's voice.With a few minutes to spare, Jessie walked into her office, checked messages and grabbed her note... for the meeting. The first thing she heard as she walked down the hallway was Chad telling a listener a funny story. She smiled as she realized that some of the office personnel listened to him.Two hours later the meeting was over and Jessie returned to her desk. A huge bouquet of flowers was sitting on the corner. She reached for the tiny card. Would you let me play, or just flip me over and fuck me hard?God, I need that so badly now. My toes are curling as I think about being bent over this chair and drilled hard by you. I'd beg you to pull my hair and slap my ass until I scream. That thought of it is making my pussy drool. I feel so empty now. I need your stiff fingers plunging into me, or your warm mouth sucking my juices out. A hard cock would feel so good inside me now. Come on baby, stroke that fat cock for me. Imagine yourself. Her first assignment was to a town called Livorno which was famous for its fine wines and the widespread influence of the local Communist Party that had its fingers in every pie imaginable. Her target was a local Communist labor leader that was trying to put all the repair sections under Union membership rules which would preclude the American ability to ask for overtime when it was necessary. The man was married to a local girl that was related to one of the Cardinals in Rome and she was. And, this week will be tough."He stuffed a piece of paper in my pocket."Have her there at six in the morning. Do not be late. Then, when they say you can leave, come to my office." Yes, sir." Goodbye, slut," Mr. Williams said to my wife.He kissed her hard, one hand on the nape of her neck. I saw the other go through the opening of her dress. He was playing with her pussy. Right here in broad daylight on Sunday evening with all the neighbors home, my boss was playing with his slut's pussy. With.