The sexual harassment waivers weren't REALLY my fault, although they covered Mona and she signed one; they were coming in, anyway, as a more or less n...cessary change. We had to go to a briefing by the legal department and HR and sign a paper that said we knew about the waivers. Some snippy HR bitch (okay, if you're in HR and you're offended, I apologize, but for every HR person I ever met who had any sense and truly cared for people, I've met three who embraced every stupid idea in the book and. Lorenzo told me how much he was missing her (my pussy) as he began stroking his big erection and watched me stroking my moist pussy. He continued to stroke his cock but suddenly stopped when he saw her now fully exposed. I opened my legs wider allowing him full access to her. He began to stroke my pussy while I had two fingers still inside. I moved towards him to let him taste the flavor from my fingers. He looked pleased savoring the taste in his mouth. I grabbed onto his cock. It was a wonder, that smile, it could make you feel like her most special person in the world.I sat stirring my cappuccino and she sipped her espresso.We chatted about this and that and I gave her an up to date account, which left her a little sad.After some half an hour she checked her watch."I have to be going now but do please get in touch."She took out a pen and noted down her mobile number on the cafe loyalty card, smiled and left.I picked up the card and rubbed my thumb over the number,. I looked and it was Sandra from over the way. No 14! I looked at her as calm as I could and waved to her, she waved back. I was not sure what she had seen…shit! Jazz sucked his fat semi hard shaft from me and could not replace it yet in his trousers. I staggered from the wall and went to open the door, my pussy flooding with his hot sex.‘Hello Sandra, how are you love.’ I said with all the innocence of a white wife who has just been filled at home with a black man’s thick seed!‘Are you busy.