"Ah yes, Fisk" mused Richard as the next file opened.Richard wondered if Fisk was still married to that firey red head who had been fucked by several ...f the old men on the directors board just to help her husband keep his job. Why these middle management people over committed themselves and ended up in debt with houses, cars and expensive schools for their kids. This just left them open to being expolited by those who knew how. Richard laughed at the memory but closed the file on Fisk with a. The other couples sitting in the middle were decent enough to do anything in the car, however everyone knew what was going around in the aisle. I put my dick inside, seeing this Sneha was looking like a horny bitch had not been provided with the food she needs. She complained of head ache and asked the driver to stop the car so that she could sit in the back seats with us. I acknowledged this and helped her sit comfortably.Now I was sitting between Sneha and Khushboo, their bodies touching mine. Exhausted.Jenny was laughing. But as I gained my senses Ilooked around. We were on the opposite side of theyard to where my house was. My eyes slowly workedthere way up to the neighbors window. Oh my god…..the was a lady up there. She had adisgusted look on her face. She was standing therewith her hands on her hips. I quickly covered up. Jenny stopped filming and looked over her shoulder. OhShit…….that is Mrs. Smith and she can be real trouble.You better run over and see her immediately…….No. Business women, professors, housewives, single parents, you name it. I even got set up once by a police woman. They tried to bust me on a prostitution rap, but since when does the word 'frolic' directly imply 'sex'?I kept to a frugal existence. It is not expensive to write or to practice guitar. My gym rat fees were paid by my grant. At thirty years of age I knew that I had a limited shelf life as a companion as I traded on my looks.While wandering through the main campus library I came upon a.