Her replacement was young, nice to look at and her figure didn't hurt any."Julie Summers," I said reading her into sheet."Yes, Sir Mr. Lewis." I like ...he Mr. You would do well to remember it in the future. I case you weren't told your position with me is temporary upon my final approval of you performance. Is that understood, uh, MRS. Summers?" I had purposely place emphases on the Mrs."I understand fully, Mr. Lewis, but if my being married is going to be cause for mistreatment I will gladly. If she was topless and in stockings then even better and if she could be persuaded to tease him and discuss his cuckolding fantasy at the same time then he was in dreamland. It didn't happen often. Not all of it anyway. Jayne was happy to do the stroking and to a lesser extent the stockings, but she wasn't keen on the fantasy. She knew it excited John and that he wanted it, but for her, it was just fantasy.Today John was in dreamland! He'd already sorted her out. That's the way it always went. As I opened my eyes I saw Jess positioning herself on the edge of the bed on all fours, preparing for more doggystyle. Ramon stood behind her getting his cock ready for entry. He had the bottle of champagne in his hand and took a big swig. He handed it to his girlfriend who did the same, and we passed it around making sure everyone was pretty well buzzed. “Slide under Jess,” I commanded Mandy. “Face up.” She did what she was told and got in the 69 position with Jess. Jess spanned the right. “Fancy coming with me? I finish in oh about 5 minutes.” “Yeah, I do.” He waited, she finished what she was doing, grabbed her coat and they walked out into the cold night air together. It was evening, but the November nights were dark. They walked through town away from the office where his agonising interview had taken place. They were chatting while they walked, about their jobs, how she thought she knew him, and he was listening and smiling. He really quite liked her. She had freckles on her.