" Never mind, you are quite welcome here. I could do with the company."Tom sat on the sofa, gratefully accepting her offer of a drink and a snack."Did...you hear the gossip about Rob James today - it was all over the office?" Tom asked."He's meant to be having an affair with Beverley - you know, the girl in the accounts department".She digested this information before replying."No way, she's young enough to be his daughter but there again, some girls like older men, for the experience."Tom. He pointed to an open door on the far wall, and I saw a pool table in the next room. Jenny said okay before I could respond, and we walked through the door. Instead of stopping at the pool table though, we walked - actually more like we were herded - into a room behind what I thought was our destination. On the floor was a large rubber workout mat about six-foot by twelve-foot. Free weights were stacked in the corner.Bearded guy closed the door as Mr. Muscles spread two sheets over the mat. With my dick buried to the hilt it was like I wasn't really there, like this was all happening by remote control, I was floating around the pleasure and pain. Her weeping changed to moaning, snapping me back to what was real. I pulled us harder together and began twitching my dick and I redoubled the strumming on her clit. She started to shudder and then her cunt clamped and clenched even tighter around my dick and suddenly she was very wet. Her juices flooded and I could feel her wet warmth. He instructed me to take the suit into the dressing room, power my body from head to toe, and to look over the paperwork on the clipboard he handed me and to sign off. He also instructed me to roll the suit up my body which I didn't understand what he meant until I figured out I couldn't exactly put it on like a pair of pants. It probably took me at least a half an hour to get the suit on. Once it was on I felt like I was dripping in sweat, I thought the feet on the foot were probably just.