Even better, hover behind me and advise me at every keystroke.3. Always leave without telling anyone where you’re going. It gives me a chance to be ...reative when someone asks where you are.4. If you give me more than one job to do, don’t tell me which is priority. I’m psychic.5. Do your best to keep me late. I adore this office and really have nowhere to go or anything to do. I have no life beyond work.6. If a job I do pleases you, keep it a secret. If that gets out, it could mean a. On the way I dropped off Ellie at her mums, Sarah sat in the back of the car and said "Can you take me to my Nans quickly, only be five minutes", She was wearing her work skirt and blouse again when she came out,"Alright" she asked, "Still think Im horny in my work gear", "Oh yeh, really horny", Sarah repiled, "Good, better take me somewhere and show me" I drove to a little car park near a pond, it was deserted and it was dark,as soon as we had stopped, Sarah put the car seat down flat and. A quick kiss, then a slower one, and she impetuously thrust her tongue deeply into my mouth. More kissing, much more. Her mouth, then her breasts. Sucking her nipples. Then lower, kissing lower. Sucking lower. Tonguing and sucking her slippery little knob, then her cunt. Pushing my tongue into her cunt. She arched her back and gasped.Patches of steamy, sweaty musk glued us together, and we were both panting. She gently took me into her arms and caressed my face. Then she pulled me down with. I told my parents that we might have to go to dinner with the clients, so don’t wait up, we will either sleep in a hotel or drive home late.Jean and I had to dress business like leaving the house since we were suppose to meet clients. We changed at a rest stop. Jean was now wearing a cocktail dress, no bra or panties, thigh highs, and fuck me shoes. She looked like the whore-slut she wanted to be. We stopped at a look out point at the highway. No one was there, Jean took off the dress and I.