He noticed Scott staring once, and his buddy gave him a shrug and a wolfish grin.The first time Sheila bumped him, Mark assumed it was an accident. Af...er all, they were working in close quarters. Things were bound to get cozy. But it happened again, and then a few more times, her hip brushing his shoulder or her knee pressing his arm as she went up on the stepladder to reach a high spot.So, was it deliberate?But she seemed just as chummy with Scott. Her forearm brushed his as she braced against. Stacey then takes her mouth of the tip but then runs her lips down the side. Peppering it with soft kisses. Trailing her tongue along the underside as she comes back up. For the next while Stacey alternates between slowly sucking me and trailing her tongue along my length. My cock is glistening and throbbing. I don’t how much more of this I can handle. Thankfully not soon after, Stacey climbs off and gets on her hands and knees facing away from me. I don’t need any hints or instructions on what. You realize it is another cock and the guy who was in the living room is now in the room with us. You're a little startled at first but I help you by guiding what's in your hand up to your mouth. As you take him in your mouth it makes me want to fuck you harder and more aggressive. I turn you onto you back and continue to fuck you but now your head is hanging backwards off the edge of the bed and he shoves his cock straight down into your mouth. I stand you up with your feet on the floor and. The tears rolled forth, big wet, warm lines down my cheeks. My chest heaved as I sobbed over the computer. The emotions kept washing over me sadness, fear, despair and, finally, anger. I would confront him that evening make him confess, then divorce his ass and let him fend for himself. I did well enough on my own. That would do it. I sat back and let it sink in, the idea that I would be ending 15 years of work that night. Despite everything he had done, it still made me apprehensive. Maybe.