When I was younger I gad a great time going to parties and having a good time had my fair share of guys and got a bit of a reputation that I was easy ... few stories about me got out and the things I had got up to .I knew my husband from when we were in school he was a couple of years younger than me and one night I bumped into him in a local pub and got chatting to him and ended up going home to his place with him had a great night together and as far as we were both concerned that was it but. ”I thought, “This will be fun,” then added, “Well, after you figure it out come get me in my office and let me know.”With that I excused myself and went to my office to start that project for work. After about 30 minutes or so, Megan came into my office, followed shortly by Tanisha and Bobby. All three had changed into their swimsuits, brushed their hair and basically cleaned themselves up. They looked awake and ready to take on the day of playing in the pool and relaxing. I said I’d be here. I quickly found that they looked and were Californian in most of the bad senses of that word; they weren’t friendly. The wife was sitting next to me showing much too much cleavage for a business-type dinner. Her dress was considerably shorter than Belinda’s and Belinda’s was short. She leaned toward me exposing her bra-less state and asked where I was from.I answered, “Rural Georgia.” Belinda’s ears perked up as she heard my exaggerated accent.“Oh. I guess you aren’t used to this type of party. It read….I’ll be in the end cubicle at 12.30 today, come suck me off. It wasn’t what I’d been hoping for, but it was a start. Later that day, at exactly 12.30, I slipped into the end cubicle and locked it behind me, squeezing past the guy who was waiting for me. Without saying a word I slipped off my shoes and pants, revealing the lacy blue french knickers I had on. Looking up at him I mouthed the words “I want you to fuck me please” he replied “not today, suck me off”. Sitting on the toilet.