Before he took it from her hand she was already walking around the desk. “Anything you want, you sexy little bitch,” the manager said, taking the ...ubber from Jessica and opening it.Before Jessica had gotten around his desk, he had the condom rolled down the entire length of his shaft and was unbuttoning his shirt. When Jessica got to his side of the desk, she stood in front of him with her back to him and started to move the stuff on the desk, leaving the massive, wet cucumber for last. Her ass. And if she didn’t…We were at her house in ten minutes. I got out andopened the door for her; she was completely out of it,with a little trickle of blood running from her nose. Iwiped it off with a handkerchief. It was a lot of work,but I finally got her out of the car and standing withher arm over my shoulders. I staggered along with herto the front door of the house. It was an older three-story home that had been divided up into apartments;her name was over the bell for apartment. I said out loud that we have company and don't want to get caught fucking around. She got up and said in a loud voice that she was going to make coffee for the guys. We both looked out and they were back at work with what ever they were suppose to be doing. I told Jan just wear your long tee shirt with nothing under it. It came down to her knees almost like a nighty. Jan went out on the deck and asked the guys if there wanted coffee and I would have bet the house that they would. They said they. "Any child born of my wives is mine. Nobody better say differently." I told her.She began crying again and this time I was stumped. I became even more confused when Claire and Elizabeth began crying too."Why is everybody crying?" I demanded."We love you!" Elizabeth cried.Now I was really confused. Claire had pity on me again and told me that they were crying because they were happy. Now why a woman would cry because she's happy I don't know. It must be a woman thing, because no man I've ever.