Going to work without panties the first time had been a huge step for her, for she'd always been the prim and proper type. The switch from pantyhose t... stockings and a garter made it even worse, as every stray puff of air seemed to stir the hair down there.She'd been wet all day long, so wet she worried she'd leave a wet spot on the back of her knee length skirt, or a puddle on the floor when she stood to long in one spot. She made a dozen trips to the bathroom to pat herself dry with the cheap. With you just getting back to work, they’ll probably be a little irritable about taking more time off. Let him chaperon this time.”She looked at me knowingly. “Planning on going a little crazy when you’re in LA?” she asked.“I’ll be recovering from surgery,” I shrugged. “I was more thinking that you’re needed here. Cheryl and Lilly will be here. There’s probably a good chance Emma will want to come with and Dad’s taken less time off for family matters lately.”“The rest of us don’t get to go?”. I came twice, before he stood up, and pulled me to a sitting position. He pulled my blouse off, and ran his hands over my tits. He reached a hand down and rubbed my clit while sucking on my nipples. My hand wandered and undid his belt. His pants fell to the floor, and he pulled his boxers down, revealing a huge fat cock that I couldn't wait to fuck. I jumped off the desk, and wrapped my hand around the giant pole. I slowly licked the tip, and watched him groan in pleasure. I rubbed his cock up. " My husband shifted his weight so that I was laid back on the bed, his weight slightly over me, one arm under my neck and the other across my body, resting on my chest. His face next to mine, I can feel his breath on my cheek."He held me down, I couldn't move, his body leaned over mine, his hands on my shoulders. I could hear him breathing, feel his breath on my cheek smell his aftershave. I said, "My purse is in my bag. Take it, please take it, leave me alone." but he didn't seem to listen.