He keeps the contracts for a real simple reason, he's good at what he does. He always gets the work done and he will even tell us how to not use him a...d save some money when it makes sense. He never goes over our heads and so we end up looking good to the bosses. We generally end up telling the bosses the ideas come from him and, in the end, we all win. So over the years we have all become friends.Still the guy's a bit odd. He's always been a remote vendor. In the past that meant a different. " He stood up and I placed a hand against his cheek. "Jared, you have nothing to be sorry about. That was so good - on so many levels. Now let's get you cleaned up." I took his hand and led him into the shower. With the water running down over us I first washed his chest off working my way down to his still hard cock. Once rinsed I eagerly knelt down and went down on him again, pleased to hear him moaning out my name throughout. I had been worried at first that he might close his eyes and think. Do you know of the place?” The coachman smiled. “Aye, sir. A grand house.” “The Bordune house it is, then,” the gentleman said as he took a seat in the richly appointed carriage opposite Rose. He studied her for a moment and then, seeming to remember something, rummaged in a leather-travelling bag and found a box wrapped in a fancy brown bow. He removed the lid and showed Rose the contents. “A gift for my mother,” he revealed a box of chocolates, each chocolate a satiny tobacco brown. Rose’s. "Yeah, I agree, Sam," Larry said as he felt his own cock rapidly approaching full erection. But, he didn't waver for a moment as to who would be the recipient of his big hard cock. It would be Rhonda again. Larry loved his wife, Beth, and he definitely loved fucking her but tonight was the time to enjoy another man's wife and Rhonda had been as hot a fuck as he'd ever enjoyed in their first session. He was more than ready to do her again.Larry kissed Beth again very lovingly and then he looked.