Truth be told, homelessness interested me more than returning to my rural roots. Opportunity knocked however in the form of my roommate. Paul had arra...ged for me to work for his parents. I would resolve myself to be the best cardboard salesman in the land. First though, I would have to experience first hand all the ins and outs. The office consisted of a reception area, an office area, and a warehouse. There were about 25 people that worked there but It was primarily what you would call a. I would find out it was a lot more than getting to know each other.I got to Chikoo's a little late to find that that the men outnumbered the women, but a couple women arrived after i did to make it even. There was a lot of drinking and dancing, with everyone circulating extensively, talking with everyone and dancing with most. As the evening wore on a few people roamed away from the party. I didn't think too much of it until I saw one of the couples come back in. By the way they were slightly. “Ouch!” Nope, not a dream. It’s my fantasy coming true after thirteen years. “Hang on Charlotte, this is going to be an experience you’ll never forget.”I hear the door shut behind me and I turn around to face him. He’s got this wild, sarcastic, “You’re mine” look in his eyes. He walks over to me swiftly and with confidence. He stands in front of me, looking me up and down from head to toe. “Very nice, Charlie. Did you dress this way for me?” Oh, how I love when he calls me Charlie. I look. I let them feel me and soap me up. I was slick wiht lather and the shower smelled of sweet mellons, and wet pussy. They cleansed me up and down, not failing to touch every sensitive area on my body. I felt fingers in my pussy, ass, and soft smooth hands gently squeezing and pinching my nipples. The water was splashing in my face and I couldn't see who was touching me where. I panted and struggled against my restraints. I needed to cum and soon! I could feel my juices mingle with the.