Brit’s date was known as one of the most lecherous managers at Hardwood, Earl McCurdy, who liked to prowl the Secretarial Pool for fresh meat when b...red with his current PA. He’d pawed many a cute file clerk in his time. He was disgusting, with a huge bald head, pot belly and bad breath. He was also married with three kids, but that didn’t discourage him from taking his rightful pleasures from any low level office girl that caught his eye. He dangled a possible PA interview in Brit’s face and. She couldn’t help but feel that it was karma, coming back to bite her in the ass – or, in her case, a closer region – for what she had done to him. Staring into his eyes, she knew he wanted her, he couldn’t deny it, he was just waiting… Grabbing him around his neck, she pulled him in, closing the gap between her nearly dry lips and his soaking wet ones. Pressing passionately, she couldn’t help but catch her tongue against his lip, it was sweet, albeit different, but sweet. So that’s what she. ..you know" she repeated herself, "to stand on that ladder reaching up so high as you work." It's not that bad." I answered.At this point, Rhonda walked up to the ladder and offered to steady it as I reached for the final piece of trim. When I thanked her for her concern and help, I found her hands on my thighs, as opposed to the ladder."My, My, My" she said..."you're really built well."I turned slightly, to acknowledge her compliment and that's when her one hand found my cock through my. After they were sufficiently lathed in saliva, she slid them under her silky black thong. “Before you begin,” commanded Harry, “please lower your thong. You are supposed to be masturbating for us so you can't be hiding your hand under your thong. Also, lower your jeans to your ankle so everyone can have a better view.” Hermoine sneered at Harry for displaying her so openly but in her mind she was content with the request. Harry and Ginny had already seen her masturbating herself so the only.