”“No, I don’t think so either,” Angie smiled, “let’s take the private elevator.”Angie took her employee card and opened the elevator. It...was a small nice elevator, “it goes straight into Paula’s office,” Angie explained.All the cum drained from the room and balcony but the smell of sex still lingered here as well. Angie took a sit at Paula’s desk and gestured for Alene to sit.“Look, I went through everything here yesterday. Our positions here are safe...” Angie explained but Alene interrupted. I had no problem getting laid when I wanted; it was finding someone to actually spend some time with that was hard. “All well,” I thought to myself. “I'm sure I will meet Mr. Right someday.” Boredom is a single person’s worse enemy; my mind was constantly on the move, thinking of new things, and things that bugged me about my day.I sat there for a good twenty minutes looking through various profiles all as hopeless as the next. Now that I was thinking about it though it had been nearly six. Looking up. Watching her husband stroking my cock until she came. She pulled her hand out of her wet cunt and furiously rubbed her clit. Great shuddering heaves of her shoulders. Her knees buckled slightly. We stared at her. Tim stopped stroking my cock but left his hand on me. We stared in awe as we watched his wife cum. "OK, Mel, come and get your reward." She came to the bed and flopped, face down. I bent and kissed her ass all over. Genuinely specatular ass it was too. "Tim come help soothe. "Ah, yes, in my dreams they are very wild and sexy things for some people to do." But not for Jenny?" Not for my Jenny. It was so up front and blatant." Would you say you were quite shy, yourself?" I think so, at least until I know where I am with people." So with Jenny being so – what might it seem like? – brazen? I guess you must have felt even more shy, wondering what people might think of you?" Yes, that's about it. There was all that, as well as the reminder of my parent's relationship..