The shrew drops its meal, totally oblivious to the viper, and looks off toward the direction of the giant facility in the distance and runs off in the...opposite direction. The viper frightened by the sudden tremors slithers away looking for a hiding place. The shaking lasts for a few more minutes before settling down to a low tremor then dying out completely. A few minutes later the desert returns to a normalcy, showing no signs that life was ever interrupted.The viper slowly slithers out from. “Okay...I’ll show you. But that’s all. Then I want you to take me home,” I reply. My heart is thumping. “You promise me?”“Yeah . Promise,” Jack says.I’m not sure I believe him, but, reluctantly, I undo the buttons on my jeans, and they begin cheering. Slowly, I pull my jeans down and they drop around my ankles, to reveal my pink cotton panties.They all go quiet, looking at me, waiting expectantly. I’m trembling now.“Well...what are you waiting for, Sarah?” asks Neil, “Pull your knickers. As his kisses continued she rolled her neck, allowing him to get to the other side of her neck, the fingers of one hand ran through her soft hair, short as they were, they still gave him plenty to stroke through. By now his cock pressed hard against her, very obvious and throbbing under the soft skin of her hand.His other hand trailed down her supple spine and found the curve of her buttocks, stroking the soft skin with his fingers as he settled his hand over one buttock, giving it a gentle. However, she surprises me sometimes. Jack is not really her type- she is too much of a feminist to go for someone that arrogant. But the stories about how many women he had seduced really turned her on. I had my doubts about introducing them though- I am good with her enjoying other men, but I was concerned about messing with the boss.She forced my hand though, when she showed up unexpectedly at the office one day asking if I had time for lunch. My wife is a looker, a gym rat with tight.