Most of the men in the office were older than me, so if it were one of them, I could imagine the prize in their pocket was something they might relish... and on that thought I resumed my work, but still anxiously looked from man to man, trying to pick up a clue.3pm and tea break, and as usual, most people sat at their desks and I was still clueless as to had my underwear.My email account announced I had new mail so I opened it and read the message, 'Please watch in silence', it read, emboldened. .OHHHH." Yeah slut?" Fuck me until I cum. Yes. Like that. Oh my god yes. YES." Fuck it slut fuck me." Oh shit." FUCK FUCK whore." YESSS." What's my name bitch?" Jackie." What?" Jackie." WHAT?" Jackie...Jackie...Jackie...I'm." Yeah bitch fuck it." I'm..." Cum with me bitch. Cum all over this cock like the whore you are. FUCK. OH SHIT. Good you're a good piece of pussy slut." JACKIE!" Laura yelled as her body started to shake."This young hot tight pussy. FUCK. Cum with me." I'm CUMMMMINNNG. Outside, Rick was waiting in the hot tub. I could hear Miles Davis playing on the outdoor sound system. I stood inside of the doorwall, crossed my arms and rubbed them my hands, signaling it was too cold for me to go outside. He gave me a devilish grin and motioned with his index finger to join him outside. I cocked my head and gave him a coy look as I unzipped my ski jacket slowly. He leaned back in the tub with a wicked closed-mouth grin. I slithered the jacket off my shoulders, slid each. However, his cock took no notice and kept reminding him of how good sex was. How sex complicated everything! The stiff French fry holder crumpled under his tightening fist as his anger at his own weaknesses grew.It was cool to be the angry young man brooding over his work in the garage. He hated everything about his father and his job; but damn, he looked smooth and smoldering, at least in his mind. Then came the summons and the agreement in a forlorn meadow and, God, how he crumbled when she.