Life was good and I was moving up at work, and Donna became an accounts clerk at a local family-owned business.The problem that started this was about...10 years later when the company that Donna worked at had an ownership change. The oldest son of the owners took over the company. His name was Randy Kise, and I thought that he was a slimeball, and told Donna to watch out for him. She got mad and our home life became very strange and almost silent. Any attempt I made to find out what was wrong. . I ... Melody told you all ... and you want me..." Yes, I'd love one of your special massages," she said, standing up, adding,"You can see that I take care of myself, I'm still an attractive woman and, well, I know how Melody has rewarded you and can assure you that her mother will do everything to outdo her."She said that as she was taking her clothes off, now to her bra which was now sliding down her arms. Well, she was right. She did look good and now I saw firsthand just where Melody got. He teased her with this painfully slow sex entering inch by inch and back out the same way until she couldn’t take it anymore and started pounding back into him still bent over the open cooler.The heat of the day was finally starting to slowly die off and with the cool air wafting up from the freezer it was keeping it just cool enough for them to continue without collapsing from heat exhaustion.Damon kept pounding at her until she had cum countless times and he just kept going eventually. I felt them being wiped on my backside as the hand withdrew.The train pulled into another station and I suddenly realised that both men had gone. I was alone, but a few people were looking at me. I did a quick check and my dress was still covering my pussy, ass and tits — just. So they were either looking at my legs (some of them hoping my dress would go just that bit higher); or they had been watching what was going on. I didn't care which.I stood there on my own as the train went on to the.