I could imagine seeing you outside. Just imagining you created a problem for me. Remember the running joke, “boxers or briefs?” lol Well today ...t was boxers. The thoughts of you created an issue that could not be disguised. There were not many people in the building this late on a Thursday afternoon. Maybe 10 between all 3 floors. But still a bit risky to continue with my thoughts. So now I had a choice to make. Stop the thoughts and sit back at the desk, hiding my problem or go to a. She was smiling at me. I nodded my approval."Relax mommy! Once you get used to it being fucked in the ass feels really good. It will hurt a little but that is only fair for all that we both did." She said as she pushed a second finger up the ass.Sandra had her eyes clinched shut and she grunted as Amy's slender fingers pumped her ass. My cock was more than three times in circumference and I knew she was going feel every inch of it pushed into her.I moved behind Sandra and she groaned as she. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded.My eyes went wide, and my jaw dropped as I felt my cheels flush hot. He grabbed my hand, and hauled me to my feet."You're comming with me young lady." He snapped, pulling me down the hall, and into his office. Everyone else was all ready gone, so when he locked the door, and told me to bend over, I started getting scared."Wh-What?" I stammered lamely."You heard me!" He bellowed, pushing my face onto his desk, "Bend over, and show me your. "Hi." I brought an overnight bag just in case." Thinking ahead," she remarked. "Come in. What do you think of my outfit?" She turned to model it.She wore a short, red dress. It was backless and the bodice was a halter with a scoop to display some of Iris's modest cleavage. The hem came halfway to her knees. The dress was A-line in shape and of supple fabric that draped around her hips in soft folds. She wore sheer, black hose and a pair of red high-heeled shoes."You are stunning," he said.She.