She would plunge herself down on my hard cock, the pain from her finger nails digging into the skin on my shoulders when her body tensed up, her screa... OHHHH FUUUCKKKKK YEESSSS then her body would shudder. Then she would start again fucking again hard and fast. We were bouncing on the bed from her riding me so hard. I felt something against my shoulder, it was a magic wand vibrator. I turned on the vibrator and pushed it down between us to rest against her clit and my cock. The. And that's saying a lot.I'm not a regular visitor to The Highway, as it's known among those who are much more involved in it than I am. In fact, this is only my third, and probably last, visit. There are just too many other things in this world yet unvisited for me to keep returning to any one place.As such, I'm not accepted as one of the regulars. Regulars are people who use all their spare time and money to keep returning here time after time. Some actually seem to live here. I don't speak. In my haste to get to the trading room, I just grabbed the nearest thing which was my dark blue tracksuit which I wore for jogging. There was a small wood leading to the lake. Even in the darkness, it had a strange appeal to me. Unknown to everyone except Dee, who was the only person that I had ever truly loved. I was a secret tree hugger and there was no shortage of suitable friends.I soon found what I was looking for. It was a young Silver Birch with just the right trunk. It was so strange. She was the “Team Building exercise.” The improvement in the branch numbers was not because of my work but due to Becky’s fucking the clients. Shit! My head dropped to my chest, my eyes filled with tears and I turned away from the door and began to leave.As I walked away from my house, I realized that everyone in my life had lied to me. Becky of course. Her vows to me, to us, meant nothing. My boss; saying “good job” while knowing he was going to fuck my wife later that day. My co-workers;.