But he was the one who exposed me to this situation. I was a good girl; studied hard and always good to my family. He changed me once he allowed his f...iends to fuck me. I was never a partyer in my university days, nor had I had any wild hookups or one night stands. I was always sheltered from this being the only girl in the family with strict parents and overprotective brothers. The opportunity to explore my wild side just happened to present itself to me after I got married, and ironically, it. Another ping from my computer brought me back to my senses for a moment. “You should feel it.” Pulling my trousers down slightly, I spread my legs and continued stroking, all the while imagining what he might do with his cock. My pussy was already dribbling and my expert fingers were sliding around. I was loving it, completely lost in it, wanting to prolong the wonderful sensations I was giving myself. After a few moments of being totally unaware, I suddenly heard a soft groan and opened my. A chicken salad sandwich, a bag of potato chips, an apple, a granola bar, a bag of fruit snacks and a can of Dr. Pepper. “I must be eating twice their body weight right now,” I commented. They all laughed. “It’s nice to see a girl eat,” said Adam. “At least then you know she’s not worried about whether or not she’s gained three ounces within the last week. It’s healthy.” “Yeah,” Jamie added. “It lets you know that she’s not worried about her figure, not that you would ever have to. I mean,. Best of all, though, were her fingers. Not a ring in sight.Still, you can’t exactly ask a woman out when you’re contracting at a business. On the way out the door, report submitted and hat in hand, maybe. Maybe. Too damn bad for this particular gig, because Avery was far from the only looker at Monarch. Chloe the receptionist, chipper and cherubic, round in all the right places. Nora in IT with her perfect stockings clinging to more perfect legs. Hell, there’s even that anonymous security guard.