Damon’s office, I knocked nervously on the door. Mr. Compton answered and let me in to a rather dimly lit office and the distinct aroma of cigars. I...saw Mr. Damon sitting on the sofa near his desk and standing just to his right a tall, distinguished looking older gentleman smoking a cigar and holding a glass of something in his hand. ‘This is the girl we were talking about, Giles,’ Mr. Compton said, ushering me into the room. ‘Chloe, this is Giles Stanford.’ I was a bit taken aback. First, I. I smiled back at him and moved down for our lips to meet and to exchanged a deep kiss. That was amazing he said the moment our lips aparted and I smile at him as I thought, that was exactly what I needed to relieve my sexual frustrations that had aroused from not having any sexual interaction. Standing up and walking to the bathroom, James thick cum slowly ran down and dripped out my pussy. Wiping most of it up, before putting on my pjs, while James got dressed after washing his cock from all. " The spatula dropped from her hand as her mouth opened in shock. Her hand came up and she swallowed briefly. "James?" What? I got something on my face? What are you looking at?" He asked, his mind still in a bit of a sleep fog."Have you looked in the mirror this morning?" Anne asked, picking up the spatula again. Her view roamed over James's form."Uh, no." James said, "But I know I need a haircut." I think you had better go take a look."Shrugging, James tromped to the bathroom. He opened the. I knew I hit a spot when she gave out a little gasp. She was just leaning over giving her ass and pussy to me for as long as we could discretely get away with it. I heard the toilet flush and I gave her pussy one last rub and squeeze as I removed my hand from her pants and went to sit on the other side of the kitchen counter. I needed to sit for a moment until my hard cock had a chance to go down.So we managed a quick little morning play session without incident and we loved it.Fast forward.