‘Come in. Have a seat.’ I did so and caught myself staring out the windows, thinking about how I would layout my office. It would be a big contras... to Mr. Walsh’s modern decor, but with a little effort I could make it a place I didn’t mind going into each day. ‘I’ll get right to it, Paul.’ ‘Sir.’ ‘Martin has left the company. It’s a rough time in that market and that’s why we had to move quickly to fill that gap in personnel.’ ‘I completely understand, sir.’ I straightened my back. ‘The person. Driving back will be hard for you, X.”I went to the bathroom and removed my boxer briefs putting them in a cargo pocket. I walked outside and we got in the car to drive back.We were on the Interstate with the cruise control set. Beth’s hand wandered over to my crotch and felt my cock which, as it hardened, went down the right leg of my shorts. The bulge could be seen. She held it gently, rubbing up and down. She looked at my face and grinned.“Will you lose control of the car if I unzip you and. He noticed that Linda's eyes were now open and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was okay, and Linda replied that she had been shot in the back of the head and had been holding her brains in for over an hour.The husband called the police and the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Linda refused to remove her hands from her head. When they finally got in, they found that Linda had a wad of bread dough on the back of her head. A Pillsbury biscuit. I started cumming filling her womb with another load of my hot spunk. The rest of the weekend we spent just fucking. June told me she was a total slut in high school fucking anybody and everybody but when she got married she behaved herself. But the last several months her husband had not been paying attention to her. She said she needed cock and could not get it from him and she did not want to go to a stranger. That was when she called me hoping I could give her a quickie and keep my mouth.