. And his dry British humour was very amusing. Considering he'd approached me, I assumed he liked what he’d seen, but to make sure, I repeated my ea...lier move, displaying a large expanse of tanned thigh. James’s eyes sparkled in the late evening sun while he watched my sexy moves but, to my pleasant surprise, he didn't try hitting on me or feeding me corny chat up lines. Instead he continued to talk about his work, travel and something we both felt passionate about: music. Although we both had. He's married (as many of my visitors are it seems), but his wife suffers from a particularly debilitating form of MS, and takes good care of her (from what I've been able to glean from the occasional comment from him), but doing so creates a high degree of emotional stress on him, and so about once a month Pete will text me and ask if he could drop by the glory hole for a blow job session (and 'stress reliever' as he refers to it, somewhat euphemistically), and I'm always happy to accommodate. Slowly he pressed in it. It hurt a little but he stopped and pulled back. Then slowly pushed it back in. I could see our reflections in the full length minor and this seemed to turn me on even more. Then I felt him go in. Just the knob. He stopped and just left it there for a moment. My cock was hard and when I locked down between my legs, I could see tiny drops of come dripping down from my cock to the sheets. Suddenly the pressure returned as Adam started pushing his cock further into my. Elaine greeted him cheerily, so he assumed that those two had settled things. He was going to ask her if she minded getting Denise to talk to her and be the shoulder Denise could use for comfort, when he thought better of it. Elaine and Susan were having a rough time, it wouldn't be right. 'Ask Elizabeth first, ' he thought.He arrived in his office to see Bob grinning at him. Yes, it was Stan's turn to be late. He knew that Bob didn't mind, provided the work got done.Stan completed his normal.