Second, gas prices are getting better, and I don’t have to drive very far to work, as you know. Finally, I want a vehicle that I can use to transpor... my paddleboard. I have only been able to use it twice since I got it because Brad refused to transport it for me with his truck unless we got back together.”“That is your paddleboard in your garage?” he asked. “Does that surprise you?”“Not really,” he said. “I never gave much thought to it other than moving the oar to get your garage door to work.. I smiled at him. Part of it was because of his ideas.“Okay, let’s start looking at this seriously. Now, about the Army’s mule...”We’re doing REAL work now.When the meeting was over, everybody filed out of the conference room. I was putting my iPad away. I noted that Jerry seemed to be taking a bit of time with his laptop. Looked around. Just him and me in the room. I sometimes think that the others do that on purpose. I took the long way around the table, catching up with him.“Kiss?” I said.He. Recently I had started masturbating thinking about her. I really wanted to give her a nice fuck but I was afraid she would complain it to my parents. Actually her timing was in the morning (i.e.) she used to come at 8 am ‘cos my mom and dad both are working and myself and my brother go to our educational institutes and no one would be there at home after 9am. One day I got my chance I had finished my semester exams and I was having my holidays and I was at home. My servant (Meena) did not come. She did not ask for much but got what she asked for. Debbie is no beauty queen but kind of hot for a lady about 40. Average height, Hair dyed blonde, A tad overweight maybe but not gross and the big knockers give her a pretty good bod even if her belly could be flatter and her thighs thinner. Anyway, most men would fuck her. I may have looked a bit too much at her boobs when she leaned forward to use the copying machine. In the bar, we started out talking about work gossip. Debbie suggested.