You're not sick any more. What are youstill doing here?"He smiled and said, "You have to ask? I'm here becauseI knew you would be here today. They tri...d todischarge me two days ago, but I told a few fibs andstretched it out to discharge tomorrow. You're thebest medicine I could have ever had."I blushed. It wasn't the first time that I, or mySissy Striper sisters, had heard that we had played amajor role in a man's recovery. We make them feelpotent and virile again. Women could make men feelthat. But he sat upright, his words hung in my ears, 'Fuck, Cock', not to mention the perceived imagery of four men on one woman, the very thing had crossed my mind before he had arrived.There was a loud female laugh and both of us looked in the direction, one of the men was kissing her, and another was stroking her inner thigh, working his way onto her crotch, I knew her black panties were as wet as my own were, I stared, and he saw I was a voyeur, 'You like to watch', I looked at him, and felt. That was one of the best orgasms I had in a long while. I texted Ashley ‘good night, I enjoyed talking with you’. Jumped into the shower and went to bed. Couple days go by before I hear from Ashley. We started talking a bunch throughout the next couple weeks, texting all the time. Getting a little more personal. We got into the subject of heels again one night, which turned into a conversation about sex. What turns each of us on, how crazy do we get. What’s a special thing we like. Next thing I. I opened my eyes to see Mr. Case stand on the backside of the desk approaching my face with his cum-dripping cock. I knew what he wanted and I opened my mouth to take him.I heard the man fucking me say to my boss, "I don't fucking believe this, you got her to fuck us all. Charlie, you son of a bitch, I'm buying the drinks tonight." He kept fucking me as he spoke to my boss. I opened my eyes and I saw Mr. Case's office was full of the men I worked with. I knew at that moment I was going to live.