I was the first to cum, my body shaking and moaning. My hands had gone to my little tits and were pulling and twisting my nipples. There was total sil...nce from our audience as they watched my orgasm come and go, then Wren’s. She didn’t put her hands on her tits but I did, and I abused one nipple like I had abused my own.Both of us were sated, but the vibrators were starting the cycle again. I said,“That was good wasn’t it?”“Yes it was.”“So are you ready for a repeat performance Wren?”“Yes I. That was about everything for now, she thought. All the goodiesshe had bought the other day were in the bottom drawer of the filingcabinet where they were safe from prying eyes at least until Theresacame back, and she unlocked it so that she could access them quickly.Standing back hands on hips, she surveyed the product of her efforts andwas satisfied.It was 5.25pm and Gerry was the only one left in the main office she sawas she glanced through a gap in the blinds. Opening the door but. “Close your eyes,” Emily whispered. “Think about that hunk of a guy you’d love to be making love to.”My hubby immediately came to my mind. Emily inserted the vibrating dildo into my pussy and held it there. Sweat poured off my forehead. I clinched my hands into fists, as the first orgasm rolled through me.“Oh yeah,” Emily whispered, as she slowly worked the dildo in and out of my pussy. “Work it baby!”Another orgasm ricocheted through me and my entire body quivered. She took my hand and told me. I pushed her hand back and stood up."Well, that's probably enough. Thank you, Mrs. Johnson, for your help," I said nervously smiling, walking towards the door.Mr. Johnson walked out from behind his desk and said, "Wait. Don't you owe my wife something?"Shocked I replied, "Oh, yes. How much do I owe you?" What the fuck? I didn't have any money with me."I believe she found your last payment agreeable, and enjoyable even," Mr. Johnson said calmly."Uhhh. I'm not sure what you are talking about," I.