So I re-checked the name up top...” She asks pointing down at the note.His breathing became heavier as his lips quivered. You’re dead Jason! Why d...dn’t you erase it?[i/] He said to himself in my head. With a quick crack on the desk with her hand he jumped up, “Did you write that?!?” She exclaimed. He slowly shook his head yes. “It’s two conversations going on there…who else was involved?” She asked piercing me mentally with her eyes.“I…I mean…I don’t know.”“You don’t know?” She chuckled a bit.. I’d get him an autographed copy of his favorite book from his favorite author,” I answered her question.One of her eyebrows rose, “How was that easy?”I smiled and went to my closet and pulled out the book, “It was a little difficult to figure out. But I say it’s easy because she was in town last week and I got her to sign this copy.”Erin looked through the book and smiled as she said, “I see. I think you have your answer.”I was confused, “I’m not really sure what you’re saying. I still don’t. Johnson wasstanding there, holding a big, fluffy towel and wearing only a smile.Oh my. That monster of his looked even more formidable close up. Whenangry, which his cock almost always was, it approached eight inches inlength and was quite thick. His huge balls were housed in an enormous,hairy sack that was hanging very low and appeared to be menacingly fullof cum. He was fucking gorgeous.Had I thought about it very much, though, I would have bolted. Wet andnaked. Running away down the. Her repeated pleas to her boringly conventional husband to spice up their routine had met with a blank stare on his face as if he could not comprehend the depth of her depravity. The fact that he came from a deeply religious family did little to console her when she had urges that were not being met properly.She knew she was obligated to service not only her husband's boss but his young college-age son who took great delight in putting her to the test with humiliations she had never conceived.