"I said you could do it if you wanted..." she began, starting to cry a little."But it isn't about that, is it? I want you to want it, or else I might ...s well be jerking off. If you're doing it because you feel obligated, then it isn't worth it, and I won't do it. We have to both enjoy it or it doesn't make any sense. And the stupid part is that you do! Or at least part of you does."She blushed again. She knew what I was referring to. One night several weeks ago, she had come home slightly tipsy. Do you think he’s dead? I replied I have no idea but I’m fairly sure you’ll never ever see him again. You don’t know how happy and secure that makes me feel. All of my worst fears are over and I never ever thought it would end like this. I have you and your boss to thank for that and I will never forget what you did for me. I said I was sorry for the treatment that she received and she stopped me immediately and said it might have been scary for quite awhile because I truly believed I was. In and out she goes. I am over taken with pleasure and the sensation of being filled up and fucked in the ass. I can barely speak from my moans escaping my mouth. I am making noises I have never heard before but manage to mutter I’m fine. Don’t stop. She doesn’t. She reaches up and grabs a handful of hair and pulls my head back. Oh how I am enjoying this. My whole insides feel stretched out, full even. As the thrusts increase with intensity and speed it feels like the cock is up in my throat. The key had vanished, Pam exchanged glances with Jim who raised an eyebrow and said “it`s what in reality we all want isn’t it?” To which she nodded and silently smiled. Fred began to grin and Molly beamed her best smile saying “they would all enjoy the next few days she was sure.” No more was said on the subject till after the meal and the washing up was done. Pam rang Carl and found all was well at home, he said he was missing her, so she blew him a kiss, said she would make up for it and.