.I had to do whatever he wanted. If the Cards scored, I would get my pussy licked for an hour and if they won, we had sex whereever I wanted and how ... wanted.We always made sure we had tickets on the first base line, just a few rows from the field. My brother liked when the Mets were up, cuz I would put my hand on his dick and rub. He would get sooo hard, that when he would stand up to cheer, his dick would stand out and almost touch the lady's head infront of him. This always turned me. I was so excited I could hardly breathe. My pussy was in full flow and my free hand was up my skirt pulling my panties aside and probing into my hole. The waves of orgasm crashed over me in a matter of minutes, the boxes absorbing the sound flow from my mouth and the box I was sitting on absorbing the wet flow from my cunt.I tidied myself up and put another box on top of the seat to hide the wet patch before returning to the office with the items I’d been sent to look for.That was the start of. "We went in and the manager's desk was clear; he was nowhere in sight. I headed to the executive suite. There'd be someone there to take my report. I went to the Executive V.P.'s office. His secretary (assistant?) knew who I was and greeted me."Good morning Mister Lister, I've been expecting you. Will you please come with me?" She got out from behind her desk."Certainly, who am I going to see?" I'm supposed to bring you to the conference room and connect you to Mister Thompson in the Denver. During Kate’s meteoric rise in the firm, she had passed more tenured lawyers on her way to senior partner. Tempest always attributed the rumors to those who had been passed over in favor of the beautiful, young, blonde attorney.The rumors were basically all variations on the same theme. It was whispered that Kate Winthrop had exotic sexual interests. In some of the rumors, she was lesbian. In others, she was into domination and submission with her being the mistress. In still others, she.