My Aunty Lucy was 35 prim and proper and very straight laced, as was my Uncle Joe who was the local vicar. Every Sunday we had to go to church dressed...in our Sunday best and then me and Aunty Lucy would drive home where she would prepare the Sunday diner, and we would both wait until evening for Uncle Joe to finish his village rounds. This was the routine for a couple of months and I was beginning to feel a little frisky having not had any action apart from hurried wanks which were becoming a. This incident rather shortcut that plan. On the last night of the conference I had seen enough of colleagues for another year, so decided to skip the last night bash. The hotel had a spa which offered a massage service, and I had decided early in the week to enjoy a long massage on my last night in the city. I had booked an hour long session as late as I could, which was the next to last session. I took a shower before going down to the spa, and threw on a thin dress for the elevator ride. When. Well, about me, I am an average built guy, 6’2 height, strong and open. Telling about my colleague. She is curvy with lovely boobs and ass that are huge. She is married for a year.Coming to the situation. We had a visit from our VP and we had to prepare for the meeting. I was one among the few who got selected to sit along with the VP for a meeting. As part of the preparation, I had discussions with the senior colleague at times.She looks so hot in her business formals and her assets were. I could make sure Taryn found a new playmate; it would just have to be someone not of her own choosing."Hey, sugar," Kylie said softly. Becky looked at her, then saw who else was in the room and seemed horrified."It's OK, " I said. "You're among friends here. Friends who know your secret." Master? Master!" she squealed, taking a running leap into my arms."Fixed her awhile back," I explained as she locked her tight, muscular legs around me. I squeezed her butt out of reflex. Now it was Kylie's.