I was hardly able to concentrate. I sat atop my wife’s upper body with my hard cock gently bobbing near her chin. Again, Sabrina could sense the bl...od flow was being cut from the less vital parts –like my brain, “Are the headphones still playing the music now?” I checked the MP3 player. “Yes,” I responded. I was harder than I ever remember and the bobbing must have been caused by my heart pumping, pounding the liquid through my veins. Sabrina had been working toward this moment for a good. .. She continues to gasp, “Oh God, yes ... Oh yeah ... Come on...”, and he continues to grunt as he thumps into her pussy.As we continue to pull back, we see the tripod and digital video camera to the side of the bed, shooting all of their passion, and then, as we pan away from the love-makers, we see the computer that is streaming their activity out onto the internet.In the little box on their screen that shows what the camera is capturing, we see the man pulling back from the woman, pulling. "Come on, Sam," he relished her name for a second. "Come for me."And then she was, at least he could only assume, her body tightening and shaking, but all knowledge of those sensations quickly faded as he lost a several hour-long battle and pumped her full of his own. As he regained awareness and slipped out of her into the much less inviting air, beyond the ringing in his ears, he heard her mumble streams of words, which he couldn't help but notice included his name.She wriggled free of his. "I turned him loose and fled the pool and then did my best to avoid him until he transferred to another office four months later.I suppose that I would have gone through the rest of my life just looking and being curious had I not been promoted to office manager. I'd been in the position for three months when the company decided to send me to a three day seminar in Detroit. The first day covered the current "hot button" topic — sexual harassment. What constituted sexual harassment, how to deal.