I’d finally vanquished this demon! Time to….well before anything, time to take a piss. I’d been so caught up in work I didn’t realise I really...needed to go.I walked into the men’s washroom, stepping over a sign, and into the nearest urinal. I withheld the urge to groan as I unleashed a stream. “What relief, though!” I thought as the stream slowed to a trickle and then a few dropsI heard a door open behind me. Seriously, what other schmuck was slaving away here at this hour? A couple of seconds. So I kicked him like a donkey kick and stopped him forcefully. I insisted he put my husband’s dick into my pussy. He immediately obeyed my order and started putting my husband’s dick into my pussy.My husband grabbed my waist and started banging me hard. The sound of his balls banging against my inner thighs filled the room. I was screaming like a mad bitch in pleasure, “Oh God! Vikram fuck me harder, harder!” I was sure that whoever passed by our room would have heard my scream loud.Now my. Youre the one that had to get the house set up, and had to be on the job a.s.p. Ben scowled he hoped Debbie didnt call up to start this argument all over again. It was not his fault his company moved to Florida. Hell he thought she would be happy after all she spends all winter bitching about the snow in Philly. Come on Deb you know I was lucky the company didnt just cut me like they did so many others. We were lucky, the company found us this house and paid for the movers. After all Im not the. She knew what a big step today was for me and was beingvery understanding accordingly.We continued in silence for some time. I worked diligently on myembroidery and had almost finished it when the doorbell chimed. My heartbegan to pound at the sound, and my face began to feel flushed."Melissa, please see who is at the door."I got up slowly and set aside my work. I straightened out my pinaforeand the bow at the back of my skirt and made my way to the front door.My ears were burning and my.