##Mrs. Weber greeted me in a friendly way. And then came a shooting rocketby the name of Mark, and with one leap was high in the air. I thought inhorr...r of my balloons. Carefully I set the squirrelly monster down.Immediately he fastened onto my leg.Mrs. Weber came to my rescue. "Mark, you can't do that. You'll ruin thepoor girl's tights."Mark looked totally without comprehention. There I could identify withhim, my own familiarity with tights was only two days old. But now I wasreally happy that. I walked in and as usual she was nowhere to be seen, her husband was out at work and she’d left the door unlocked which was the norm for her, even though I’ve always told her it could be dangerous. Anyway I walked in and called her name – no answer. I opened the door to upstairs and called her name – no answer, ‘unusual’ I thought.I climbed the stairs quietly and when I got to the top I called her name and again there was no answer, looking in the bathroom I heard a strange noise, walking over. We continued this long enough for her to have a nice shuddering orgasm then she got up and pulled me up off the lounge. She then sat down , spread her legs wide and slid a couple fingers into her splayed slippery pussy , then offered them to me for another taste . I love my dirty girl !I asked her what she wanted next and she sat me back down and proceeded to saddle up in reverse cowgirl slowly lowering herself onto my cock , which was hard enough to cut diamonds , average thickness and almost. Barbara told me to go to her office and she needed it right now.As I put down the phone, my pussy began to tingle, because I thought Barbara just wanted a wild licking of her hot cunt.But I was wrong; my filthy Boss was saving for me a sweeter pie…Entering her office, I found the most exciting and sexy red haired woman I had met in my whole life. The lady was amazing.She was older than me, probably in her early fifties; she was hot...Barbara smiled at me and the red head lady did the same.I.