The first story I would like to relive happened in central Florida where I became manager of a trailer manufacturer. I was the only female on the site...overseeing a dozen or so male workforce. I loved having my own office, but when sitting behind the desk all I could think of was “Which one will I fuck first”?I spent as much time as possible working alongside the men in the workshops, helping haul axles and bearings I was very much a hands on manager. The smell of welding fumes, sweat and. I don’t know how to describe it, but I imagine every other person or couple had gone through their first time in a similar state. We figured it out.First, we just held each other and looked in each others eyes, kissing a bit, then pulling back to look at different parts of each other. Eventually, I moved down to feel her breasts, and examine them. She carefully showed me what she liked, but I surprised her when I stopped licking one nipple and pushed her breasts together to lick both together. Margaret's ten year old Vauxhall Viva started at the second attempt and her wheels skidded as she dropped the clutch and her car moved off. She swore at the vehicle, turning right to follow the red car as it moved South out of the town.She expected to have more gunshots fired at her, and kept her distance; she knew she needed to summon help but couldn't let Annabel and her baby leave her sight. It was a dilemma.Margaret felt an adrenaline rush as her car slid on a patch of ice and she gripped. I used both hands to feel her entire boob. Now I can feel nipple erection. I am a little bit afraid at that point, but aunty is still snoring so I continued to grab the second boob. Now I have both her tits in my hand and I started squeezing her gently.Now she moved to the normal sleeping position again. Looks like still in deep sleep. I took my hands off her. After some time I slid down on the bed till my face is near her hips. I gently woke up and started smelling pussy. The smell of her.