Dalrymple appeared, grinning and bright eyed "William, you rascal, she whispered. "You're a quicker study than I realized. The girls have been having ... fascinating talk about you-I happened to overhear a few words." As she spoke, she divested him once more of the packages he had taken up. "Come quickly now!" she then demanded, seizing the young man's wrist and drawing him into the corridor. "Now hush my lad," she urged him in a thrilling whisper, "and you shall see something rather fine."She. The sound of the garage door opening announced the arrival of her husband home from work. Both kids looked up and said, "Dads home!" The back door opened and he stepped into the kitchen. Both kids turned in their chairs and yelled, "Hi Dad!" His booming reply followed, "Hi you two!" He walked over to the table and hugged both of them at the same time, kissing each on the tops of their heads. "What are you doing?" A fairly long explanation of their homework followed, mostly incomprehensible. "This is where you'll be working."Peter stepped in and found several file cabinets lining one wall. A desk and a computer sat along another wall. He anticipated working in a small stuffy cubby hole so he was pleasantly surprised to see a decent desk, what appeared to be a comfortable desk chair, a work table and a couple of chairs. And it had a window. It looked out onto the parking lot below, but it was still a window."Wow" was his only reaction."Sorry, it's not as nice as the other offices". He had trouble written all over him.His cock was clean shaven. God, it seemed so big. Tried as she might to get him out of her head during the next week, she couldn’t help but think about how he had touched her breast and bitten her neck. It was intoxicating. She thought of Mark and felt guilty, but knew he didn’t excite her sexually like this man did. She didn't want to give in, but his texts never started off bad, and when the alcohol started pouring she couldn’t help but indulge his.