I tell her to go get her husband to let him know that we're finished. He walks me to my car and we discuss doing this again. I returned 2 more times...- usually the same scenario only thing that changed was he stopped asking for soda & cigs and instead asked for $20. No big deal I thought.Fast forward again to sometime in 2010, I see the wife's profile on Myspace but her status is listed as single. I message her out of the blue and just ask if she's really single and she confirms that she. ”I glanced over at Fletcher and shrugged. I stood up and got to the door before he did. “Carrie, keep him here and don’t let him out.”The poor girl dutifully tried to stay between Fletcher and the doorway, so he feinted right and slipped around her to the left. Carrie scampered behind us, looking more than a little flustered. I found most of the staff staring at the mail bin, a plastic box the Post Office brought around every day with the office’s mail. “Well?” I asked.Cheryl pointed at a large. She took a sip of her drink, and she got on her knees. I pushed her head down with both hands and she began sucking on it, as she sucked she looked up at me and the did her usual routine of spitting on my cock! This girl was a champion when it came to blowjobs and without a doubt one of the best cock sucking sluts I¡¦ve ever had, she had one hell of a technique and loved giving messy blowjobs. I leant over and pulled her skirt up and started playing with her ass cheeks, I turned to her and said. And after that I had to go straight to work, which was a disaster. There were four blackouts and people did nothing but complain. When I got home my Dad asked me, “How was your day sweetie??” “It was just really long Dad. I’m gonna go take a shower and go to bed.” “Alright, we’ll talk in the morning.” He said as I climbed the stairs to my room. I took a nice, long, hot, shower. Letting the day wash off of me. I started thinking of some of the cute boys at work while I washed myself and I could.