Except for Liz and me, the office, at least for the moment, was empty. I smiled and nodded to Liz at their leaving, and we waited for them to slip bac... in to the area. But they didn't.Liz gathered her files, extended her hand, and tugged me from my chair to the copier room. She closed the door behind us and locked it from the inside. Approaching the copier, she fed the top tray with tabbed reports and punched the keypad for a dozen, collated sets. The noisy machine started its two-sided. I panned instantly for a sight of my love-sick infatuation for a few seconds. I was met with disappointment and then anger that I could have just moved into such a place with intentions dwelled in utter fantasy. I stepped out of my car and walked over to my door, keeping a keen marginal eye on my surroundings or any sign of my sexy new neighbour. Again I was met with disappointment, walking over to my door unsatisfied. My hand met the door and I started jittering for my keys before I heard the. It's just that John..." she trailed off, and I knew she was deciding whether or not to confide in me. People do, for some reason. I guess I have an honest face."John wants to buy me a car. An expensive one," she said at last. She seemed genuinely upset."That bastard!" I exclaimed in my best tone of mock outrage.She smiled. I don't know why I hadn't noticed her smile before. It started up at her eyes (which I couldn't seem to stop staring at), and eventually lit up her entire face. It also. Either I let this man take me while I sucked my own husband, or I spoke up and exposed myself even more than standing naked but for my mask and heels.She had him begging me to get fucked. Pleading me to suck him as I'm taken from behind for her perverse pleasure, and I was soaking wet for it. I gave no resistance to the first cock I had taken other than my husbands since we started dating. I moaned on my husbands cock, gagging on it as I was pushed into deep throating him. I had at least two.