The guys already knew Angie. They had been suitably (no pun intended) impressed with Ms. Layton herself. Add the glowing welcoming memo circulated fro... the Offices of the Chairman and President, and everyone accepted the new 'suit' without a second thought — but not without a second look.That was Wednesday morning. To preserve the fiction of the 'outside hire' and thus protect my identity, Angie and I had boxed up all my stuff from my office Tuesday night, then taken it down to the garage on. Normally, he was one of the nicest if a bit scatterbrained, people I’d met. It was unusual to see a vindictive side come out. Of course, considering what had been done to him, and the fact that he’d been ready to kill himself over it when I found him, his attitude was understandable.“I have no doubt. If you don’t mind, let’s go over how we present it a few times now. I’d like to see what our plan is and see if I can come up with any ideas to screw it up.”Thankfully, they laughed at my. Clay began slamming all 8.5 inches of cock inside of me, which resulted in me crying out even louder and then cumming all over his bedsheets. He started shouting at me, removed his cock and dragged me by the legs so that my head was where a pool of my own cum was. He pushed my head into the cum and made me drink it. This degrading act was a huge turn on for me. I quickly released how much I enjoyed tasting my own cum. He continued fucking me, all 8.5 inches slamming into my asshole. Clay. Jack worked long hours but still made time for his wife and kids. Diane was a research physicist at a nearby university, and between the two they juggled schedules to spend as much time together as a family as they could.Jack showed up to work one day and walked into his office to find a young man sitting, waiting, in one of the guest chairs. He quickly examined the stranger as he walked towards his back and the young man started to turn towards him. A slight build, blonde stylishly-matted.