’ Ann looked at him, more than a little surprised. ‘Really?’ she asked, smiling a little. Her personal life might be a mess, but here at work, t...ings looked like they might be better. ‘You do like working here, don’t you, Ann?’ Mark asked. Ann nodded. ‘Very much so, Mr. Lewis,’ she replied. ‘I…I really need this job…and…and I like it, too.’ She wasn’t sure what he was getting at, and was a little disturbed by the way he was looking at her. He began strolling slowly back and forth in front of. I knew she was now totally naked and I figured she would jump in the showerAnd I would never get to see her nude. Boy, was I wrong! My hand was on my cock, my hard, throbbing cock, when she passed in front of the open door. It was just for a moment as she walked to the other side of the room where she apparently had her towel.She never looked my way and I wondered if she knew that I had seen her. She must have, I thought. She knew I could see in there. I waited for what seemed like an eternity. I slowly lay over, moved her hands over, and placed my penis on her vagina. I remembered what the models in the movies used to do, and with a might trust I banged my penis against her, but it did not go inReema, was still in that daze, caressing my back and moaning. This time I again tried. I held my penis with one hand and gave a thrust again, and Reema screamed loudly “AAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAA”. Even I was in pain. She was out of her days. I saw tears rolling down her eyes, she said “Bhaiyya, please. There was no-one around, the small town car park slumbered in the sunshine and I darted back and pushed on his door. It eased open and I bundled in slipping the bolt as I did do. Turning around I was confronted by the object of my recent attentions and I realised why his cock had been so neat: there stood a tousled haired boy of about thirteen or at the most f******n in his school uniform, that of the local Grammar School, his young cock standing proud still wet from my having just been sucking.