." That's right, Mary, you have. How long has it been now?" His bushy eyebrows rose with the question."Well, about a year." That long? Gee, it seems l...ke only yesterday I hired you. Took you off the street. Gave you a job. Saved you from..." I don't want a raise, Mr. Grant." Oh. So it's been a year, huh?" Well, yes. And, you know, Mr. Grant, in all that time, I've never had a day off? Not even a sick day. And, well, Rhoda -- you know my friend Rhoda? -- the department store's sending her to a. So I pulled my hand out from under me and unbuttoned his pants. When I slid down his zipper, his cock practically jumped at me, slapping me across my cheek. He lifted my head, bringing me up to kiss him. As we kissed I glanced down at his enormous cock. I had never been able to get over how big it was. 10 full inches, slightly thicker than the average, and it had 2 solid veins that I always fancied because of how hard they throbbed inside me. He broke our kiss mid-thought and forced his cock. All this while he stood mute, gazing at her beautiful face.For her part she too was gazing up into his eyes. Those eyes! He was so perfect. Ever since she had left, he’d been there in her consciousness, her perfect man. Not a superb physical specimen, but so grounded, so caring. The one who seemed to know and anticipate her every need, the one whose gaze on her nakedness was different from all the other men, almost sympathetic, certainly grateful, but not that selfish urgent lust she’d seen in. We left shortly there after (after she got changed into more publicly appropriate clothes) to get Dunks, bagels and get shit done. Throughout the day we laughed and had a good time, like we normally would, but more flirtatious than usual. Fast forward a few hours, it's just her and I back at the house. Not knowing she was near nude, I walked into their bedroom to get something, or say something to her. It's lost on me now why I went into their bedroom. Our eyes met for a very brief moment.