When we got inside, there were a few teenagers and customers in their twenties and thirties about. “I’ll have a white wine spritzer,” Rebecca an...ounced as we entered the pub. “I’ll be over there.” Over there turned out to be near the juke box terminal, on a bench along the wall. There were a crowd of lads standing by the terminal, ostensibly trying to make up their minds what music to play, but in reality, they were looking down my wife’s cleavage, something of which Rebecca was fully aware. It. "I need a... partner. Direct attacks on Rob and Mary for their fickleness are starting to bounce off, and I'm not showing that I'm unaffected by the whole thing because I haven't replaced Rob yet. You're... credible, as a replacement, and if we work together you'll get even better, which benefits both of us."Ted frowned. "You're offering me a position as a boyfriend?" Suspicion darkened his features. "Like the deal you had with Rob?" Yes, exactly. Only Rob reneged on it," Claudette. It was Addie.“What are you doing down here?” I asked, checking my watch.“I’m on my lunch break. I was visiting one of the instructors,” she said, turning a little pink. It made me suspicious.“Why?”“Oh, no reason,” she said quickly.“You do realize that the instructors are all part of HR. You can’t be friends with them. It’s against company policy.”“Don’t worry,” she said, fidgeting where she stood. “It’s nothing like that, Celine.”“You’re a terrible liar.”At that moment, a door down the hall. "Yes please!" Sammy smiled, kneeling back down in the bath, "Shall I do it like normal? With my finger and then my willy?" Yes honey. From behind."Sammy shifted to the end of the bath and watched as his beautiful mother turned round and got on her hands and knees, her delicious bare arse raised and spread above the water level, steam gently rising from the hot soapy water that glistened wetly across her cheeks. Her cunt was slick, pink and tight looking, and it was bordered by damp brown pubic.