She tries to do everything she can to please her clients.Isabel doesn't talk much about her personal life.But there's a rumor going around that she do...sn't have a boyfriend. When you ask her, she always smiles and doesn't answer.It's August 14, the hottest day of the month so far.Before Isabel sits at her desk, she turns on the fan.Today, she put on a black skirt that almost goes over her knees. And a white blouse without sleeves."I could hardly sleep last night in this heat", Marco tries to. " I finally spoke to her and told her that we were not doing it where I could get her pregnant. "You were having anal sex?" I told her that we only did oral and anal. I'm sure I was blushing when I told her. "That’s one way to keep from getting pregnant." Mom slowly and gently ran her hand around my bare chest as we talked. Then her hand went under the sheet and touched my limp manhood. It was like an electric shock ran thru my body. Mom pulled the sheet down and held my cock in her. Or was I just fantasying ? I felt a little bit embarrassed so I just walked faster and joined my wife at the elevator.Back to our room, I was really turned on now and started to kiss my wife’s neck hoping she would feel in the mood. She looked pleased when she felt my cock was hard inside my pants, but she said she absolutely need to finish some work first as her boss was waiting for some urgent report to be send. She smiled, looked right in my eyes and said I’ll have to wait for a couple. I managed to make two interviews but as soon as I was asked my reasons for leaving my previous position I knew that was it. I told the truth of what I'd done but never the reason why for that was no longer a legitimate excuse to me. I needed to work, both for the financial side of it but also to alleviate the boredom. Somehow I ended up driving a bus around the city for PMT (Potteries Motor Traction or Potteries Muck Trucks as we'd all called it as kids which culminated in a lot of bewilderment.