Walking her to the straw bale I shove her over it, bending her over. I pull her dress up and drape it over her wide hips, grasping her white bri...f panties and ripping them off, shoving them into my pocket. ?Please mister, don’t do this! Please don’t? If my husband finds out? I will never be allowed back home? Never allowed to see my children again, you can’t?Please mister, no!? Again I say nothing and refuse to answer her. I simply move in behind her, using my feet I kick hers. We spent almost two hours laughing and talking like old friends. He was very well-mannered, paid close attention to Mae, and complimented her at the right times without sounding corny. He came across perfectly. On Sunday I reserved a room near the bar where we met. It was close to 3 p.m. before we finally got there. Mae had spent a long time getting ready for this. She dyed her hair, closely shaved around her pussy, and carefully chose her outfits. Meanwhile I packed everything we would need:. It was like a dream. She could feel him, but not see him. This had never happened before, she thought. She closed her eyes and saw the party again. Her boss, Larry, wasn’t having a good time. He was sitting in his office looking at some papers. All the offices had glass walls, so it was easy to see Larry. Her other partners were drinking and laughing as the Christmas carols played loudly in the background. There were Christmas lights up and some were flashing. Cases of booze were half opened as. You're definitely invited. For this, you get my cherry. Ya wanna ... come?" She brushed her free hand against his crotch. Yep, she thought gleefully, hard as a rock."Don't let your mouth write cheques your body can't cash," he warned in a mock-threatening tone."Look for me at my party." She whispered silkily as she nibbled on his earlobe. "I'll be the one wearing the birthday suit." AI," Carruthers ordered, sounding strangely preoccupied, "release and deliver two empty pods from the pod reserve.