Our jobs couldn't have contrasted more. My work uniform consisted of oneof several pairs of inevitably stained khaki pants, a polo shirt,sneakers and...a baseball cap. A quick shower and shave, a couple ofswipes of deodorant, and I was more or less ready for work. I'm not surewhen a polo shirt and khakis became standard issue unisex garb, but boththe males and the females at my job wore the same outfit, day in and dayout.Lisa's work uniform, however, could hardly be considered unisex. Many. I had no words for her, I stammered and made awkward sounds and she carried on going through the pages pointing at even more pussy, more tits. She turned another page, there was two girls one sucked hard on the nipples of the other. She quickly turned another page and it just got worse as a finger was seen holding open a pussy. Trying a third time she skipped some pages and now one of the ladies was lapping her tongue so close to that pussy even I could almost taste it.She lost her composure. Go and I will let you know what we find out in the morning or when the data comes in.”Barb and I both said goodnight to Fred and I reminded him I needed that rake for the tractor and left. We showered and crawled into bed. No one bothered either of us during the night. The next morning was pretty peaceful we had everyone in today, but the TV was going with Sesame Street and most people were engrossed in learning. I left them and walked back into the office after breakfast. “Fred do we have the. . all good things must come to an end... the need to keep on fucking your pussy was getting only stronger... I needed to go
primal on you now... as I withdrew myself just as slowly… leaving behind an incredible yearning void inside your aching pussy... observing you, while desperately waiting for my next forward thrust back inside... which would not take long... the next glide would be more assertive and quicker... reaching deep inside faster and harder as my pelvis would ram against you this.