?" You can if you want to." as I stood up to move away from my desk.As mom unbuttoned my shirt, "Now, can anyone hear us talking or anything while you...have that on?" No they can't. For them to hear us, they would need the samething set up, like I have set up here."Just as mom got my pants pulled off of me, the screen on my computer light up, then we saw dad step into his office with his secretary right behind him with his briefcase in her hand, and dad had two suitcases and a over night case in. . I stand up and go to the cubicle to find out how much longer your going to be and when i pull the curtain aside your wearing just your underwear. You don't know im behind you but i let you know by running my finger down your spine very slowly.I then whisper into your ear "need a hand?" and let my hands slowly work down your body.I move your hair to one side and start to kiss your neck slowly and work my way down to your shoulder. You turn around and look me in the eye and say "I want more. I loaded the disk and cued in to the section where Bob had Mary lower her top down and was running his hands up her legs. I transferred the feed to the monitor upstairs and called Mary as I sat on the couch.Mary came back puzzled, as I patted the seat next to me. When she sat I flipped the switch on and said, "Watch."The action was all there in its pornographic detail. I thought I could watch this again, but two minutes into Mary performing for these guys was more than I could take. I said,. She raised her eyebrows and bit the corner of her lower lip playfully before asking, “So, how was that for you, stud?” I managed to gasp out, “God!” She laughed. “Is that good or bad?” I blew out a pent-up breath. “It’s just… god! There’s no such thing as a bad orgasm, I don’t think, but that was definitely different. You have no idea how frustrating it was to blow my load without any touch, no stroking, no tight little pussy squeezing it out of me. It was torture, death by a thousand.