He never accepted that for him football was over. Got a part time job working at a 7-11, and 20 years later was still working in the same one, as an a...sistant manager. His only ambition was to play professional football and that was no longer a viable option. We talked about my career, my time in the army, my time in Civil Service, my travels around the world, and my marriages that went bad after to few years. I told her about the love of my life, my last wife, and her death at the hands of a. She stuffed my hand under the hem of her shirt.I felt her up through her lacy bra as we kissed and swapped tongues. Amy continued squirming and rubbing on my poor, trapped woody. I was about to suggest we head to a bedroom where we could explore each other further without the hindrance of friends or clothes.Amy hopped up. "Save the chair, Dylan," she explained. "I'll get us some more beers." I'll pass." Nonsense," Amy retorted. She danced across the room and grabbed two more Buds from the. Unfortunately, several of the other staff members had also stopped behind. If had only been Zara’s female counterparts then having a leak in the attic would have been no problem given that at one time or another all of the female staff had visited the attic for their toilet. They would either spray their piss over the floor as Zara often did or alternatively, would stand (like Lizzy) and have a pee into one of the many archive boxes.On this particular night, however, Ray was working late along. Just seeing her at all would be nerve-wracking. Potentially seeing her naked or watching her get fucked, even, made my heart pound but also brought my cock to full life. Up to this point, I hadn't even entertained the idea of having sex with her myself, let alone what was about to transpire.When we got to the unmarked door from which the noise was coming, Alex said he needed to leave me at this point but insisted if I knocked, they would let me in. Inside, I could hear slurred words, hooting.