I was trembling as I presented myself for her; not because I was frightened of her taking me but because of the implications of that distant song. She...filled my womb with her semen and I licked the last drops from her penis as she liked me to do and then returned to my stew as she opened the shellfish. But I was distracted and my ears were alert in case that song should come again. But it didn’t and by the time we had eaten, mated a couple more times and settled down into our bed in the ruined. He pulled himself back under the stall divider, put on his pants, and left, without even a "thanks". I had just taken a bareback load up my ass from a man I had never seen before and would probably never see again. He didn't think I was even worthy of a single word of gratitude for being his sex slave. A warm glow filled me, a glow of joy and satisfaction. I sat in the stall for a while to feel the lovely dripping of his cum out of my asshole and glory in the emotional wholeness I felt at that. After I leave the conference room I head down towards the elevator, and sitting in a chair next to it is Kate. She’s sitting crosslegged, and she’s staring intently at her cellphone, and her glasses have fallen down her nose. I’ve made my way towards her, and she doesn’t realize that it’s me, so she just keeps looking at her cellphone, ‘We’ll, Ms. Martinez,’ I start, as she looks at me with a non purposeful, and yet a seductive look, ‘ah, are you ready to call it a day?’ I say, as put my hands. Again, she did nothing. Mr Kobaiyoshi began softly rubbing her round bottom, freely caressing her bum. She again offered no resistance. "Maybe she likes it." he thought, closing his eyes and focusing all his senses on his fingers. With each success, he became more emboldened. Slowly his hand journeyed down her leg, gently running his fingers along her skirt, looking for the hem of her skirt. Glancing down he noticed that her skirt cut at her knees and that it would be too obvious if I bent.