.”“What on earth are you doing in this early?”“I, uh...”Her boss looked more nervous than she’d ever seen him.“Well, I, uh ... I wanted ...o talk to you.”“Oh?”“Yes.”Paul gestured for her to sit. She took a stool, and leaned back against the bench where people sat to drink coffee and stare out of the window.“Look, I hate to ask, but ... did you go into my office yesterday?”“Yeah,” Carlotta answered. “Is that a problem?”“Well, no, it’s just ... I just ... well, I left a little note.”“I didn’t see. Her smoldering eyes reflected her intrigue and excited consideration.Believe me when I tell you nobody was more shocked than me to discover the awesome vivid impact of observing other men hitting on my wife, now touching and caressing her, as she offered no longer subtle, but encouraging signs that she just possibly could be available. I found myself with a convincing erection and crazy thoughts inflaming my enamored brain, as things escalated.Ultimately a tall dark and muscular man seemed to. ”Of course I said, “Yes, any time.”He kissed me again and slipped his cock into my wet pussy. He said, “I like sloppy seconds.”I knew what that meant and replied, “I like the way your cock feels inside me.”He just proceeded to fuck into me for a much longer time than Randy had. It felt much better and I even had an orgasm before he did. He seemed to like the fact that I came first. He even laid next to me for a while and we cuddled.Randy said, “Hey Sexy, that was great. I’m really going to. Until then, I was never much interested in boy’s sexual things, as you know.As he settled and glanced at me, I gave him a smile and raised my eyebrows in a small ‘Hi!’ gesture. He returned the gesture, but his smile had kind of a devilish touch to it. As if saying, ‘I know what you’re up to.’ I just averted his gaze and looked away.But from the corner of my eye, I could see him slowly eyeballing me from the bottom- my legs, thighs, hips, waist, and up to my cleavage from the open shirt..