I pulled into the office, surprised that Iwasn't the first to arrive. Even getting ready for work had allowed meto unclench a little bit. My employees...were good, they did not need meto hold their hands, so why had I? Was the acquisition of money reallythat all-encompassing and if so, didn't the panties I was wearingdisprove that very thought?Work was easy. Any problem that came was handled by my staff. Iattended two virtual meetings, and during the second one, a prettywoman wearing a smart tan. "I need a shower!" she gasped. "I've been driving for the last..." She checked her watch, which was the only thing she was wearing. "Seventeen hours," she said. She was talking fast, like people do when they're on speed, and I wondered if she'd found somebody to sell her a little help for the drive. Then she crushed her naked body against me. "But I want you in bed," she moaned. "But I must stink, so I need a shower first!"I disengaged and gave her an almost chaste peck on the lips."You go take. “She never shaved,” he mused. “I wouldn’t let her. It was like the glory of autumn between her legs, and just a glimpse would set me afire.”His hands were to me gentle, warm, and wonderful, and my skin remembered every place he touched as he lost himself in me. In her. In both of us.He kissed my mouth, and eyes, and cheeks, his breath hot in my ear. His tongue found the hollow of my throat and continued down between my breasts. He took each one in his hands and held them together, delighting in. It also appeared to have been pierced before, but no ring was in it. As his pants dropped down, I could see that he had tattoos all over. And he was all muscles. He turned me on.I had no idea what time it was, but soon another guard came over to us. Obviously it was time for change of guards. This new guy jumped into the hole, and let his pants drop. Another big cock was bouncing up and down in front of my face. The cock had a tattoo of a scorpion on it, and he was also all muscles and.