" Maybe I'll see you at lunch," I said and stroked away as if I were not interested in pronging the prettiest thing in the pool.Anyhow, I took her to ...he lunch wagon down at the construction site, and we bought hotdogs with chili and then went to the park. She was still wearing her skintight one-piece suit with a colorful sarong wrapped around her hips. I had on my swimming shorts and an old t-shirt with the arms cut off. We both wore flip-flops. I was also wearing my industrial strength jock. His hand tightened around my hardness, making me moan softly.“Good morning,” he said into my ear.“Good morning.”I stopped pretending to be asleep and opened my eyes. He released my cock and brought that hand up to my face, turning me so we could kiss. It was a nice kiss, rather than the aggressive, dominating ones of the previous night, and I reciprocated passionately. I brought my left hand up to hold the fingertips of his on my shoulder, trapped between us. My right I placed on his powerful. And then I saw where the gagging sounds were coming from...She had taken her 20 in double sided dildo and shoved more than half of it down her throat. I could see the bulge in her throat from the huge toy. I locked eyes with hers, all I could see was just pure lust and yearning for more in her eyes. She looked and the head of my raging hard cock that was sticking out the top of my shorts and then looked at me again. I knew what she wanted.I walked in and closed and locked the door. Not breaking. She ran and dumped an armful of clothes in the washer, and turned it on. There. Now he couldn't complain.Then she headed straight for his 'study'.She giggled to herself as she pulled out her key-chain and quickly unlocked his door. When he'd installed the new lock on his office several weeks ago, she'd taken the packaging out of the trash and headed down to the hardware store. The guy at the key machine was happy to make a key for her, based on the code of the tumbler.She'd be damned if she'd.