Sure, they occasionally stole glances at mychest when they thought they were being sneaky (they weren't), andoccasionally their awkward flirtations we...e aimed at me, but aside fromthose times, I almost felt like my old male self.And then everything came crashing down around my ears."There you are."I jumped a bit and swiveled around. I vaguely recognized the voice thatspoke, but I couldn't exactly place it. Not until I saw who was approaching.Tall and lanky with dusky-hued skin, messy black. "Designer pillows, disappearing by the dozens. I think it's an inside job." Suspects?" I asked."It's all in the file," she said tossing it on my desk. "I want it figured out by week's end."Figures, I thought. I half-wondered if she wanted me to succeed so it would make her look good or fail, so she could finally hold it over me. I don't fail."One more thing," she added, "bringing in a new hire, worked in that department for years at another store, just applied to work with us. I think she'll be. I felt jet after jet shoot in my ass, on the seventh time he loosened his grip, I knew he was empty. Rob pulled out of my mouth and I stood up. Hank said push out my cum, I stood over his lap and emptied my bowels, it just streamed into his lap. I clinched my cheeks but there was still wetness dripping down my leg. Rob picked me up and carried me over his shoulder to his bedroom like I weighted nothing. I was farting cum the whole way. He was horny as hell and didn’t say a word. Tonight he. This time I didn’t break I eye contact. I couldn’t have taken my eyes off her if I wanted too. I suddenly felt my husband’s hand slipping up my dress to the sensitive skin at the top of my stockings. I gasped as I felt his fingers slipping between the fabric of my underwear and working their way toward the already went mound beneath. From the angle we were sat, the only person in the room who could see his hand between my legs was “Velveteen Rose” on stage. She was now standing in just her.