He thanked me for my help and then he had to clean the ice so I left him to it after apologizing again.I left the rink and went home to have a shower....I took out the chicken to thaw and then had some lunch. I checked my emails but didn't get any from the lawyer or real estate agent so I called them to check up on them. The lawyer let me know that the estate was all set to pass on to me except for the issue with the accident at the Mill and the sale of the house. I asked if the estate could. Is Lynn in?" No, she's in meetings all day, but if you have a question, maybe I cananswer it."I showed her the waiver and asked her what it was."Ah. Everybody asks that. Title VII is about sexual harassment. Sincewe're historically an all female company - I know we're not any more -we never had anything in the personnel manual about sexual harassment.Of course, it's never been any problem. So anyway, to cover ourselves,our lawyer had us require the waiver, just in case." So ... sexual. We then fucked again but this time, we did it in the kitchen. I laid on my back, on top of the kitchen worktop. Stretching my legs as far back as I could that it touched my ears. My spread pussy was at his mercy and he kept drilling me with long hard strokes. I remember I came several times as he took about thirty minutes of pure pumping before he finally released his cum.. We both collapsed and rested and he went off to do his work while I bummed around in the buff, on my bed. I didn't bother. While dancing there, and playing here and there... I recognized the perfume my boss uses. Of course, I never imagined the woman using it that night was indeed her. I continued dancing, playing with different people, snoging with different girls. At some point, I started touching and kissing some woman who seemed to be the one wearing THAT perfume. We made contact without saying a single word, as it is usual in that situation. Enjoying each other's mouth, and enjoying feeling each other's hands.