She noticed when I grabbed the picture of my wife, Laura, off the desk and then threw it into the trashcan."Sally-one-eye" worked as my secretary for ...wo years. I was going to miss her. She had one glass eye that never seemed to fit right. It looked like it had a mind of it's own. For some reason, it teared up a lot, so she was constantly wiping it and putting in eye drops. Three years ago, Sally was in a car wreck. She lost her husband and her right eye. Now she was stuck working in this dank. She would get undressed in the bathroom and throw her clothes down the laundry chute. I could now occasionally catch a small glimpse of her with nothing on but then she would come to the sink, which was just to the side of the register and brush her hair. This gave me a perfect view of her neatly trimmed pussy. I couldn't believe how she had the hair mostly shaved off with a little strip of it, maybe an inch wide, coming down to her slit and stopping there. By now, I usually had a huge boner. I cried a lot when my grandfather died. I want you to smile while I enjoy you. Or else you know what I will do.With that, both bitches stopped crying. They were nearing me. And I was bloody laughing looking at them. I am going to fuck them. They came near me, and they looked at each other. And started undressing me.Latha bent down and kneeled and started opening my pant. And Sundari stood back from her and started opening my shirt buttons.Me: (kept my right hand on Sundari’s left boob) oh my. This lady smiled and blew me a kiss, then climbed out of the cake. All she had on was a thong, red mesh stocking and high heel shoes. Her bush was as tan as her hair and huge nipples were a tasty chocolate. My eyes and my dick just kept getting bigger and bigger as she did the nasty bump-and- grind down the table till she reach the end in front of me and my prick. My mouth was about two inches from her delicious pussy and cute ass, then I was nose-deep! Two whiff was all it took to convince me.