She didn't think about it too closely, but she knew she was willing to work hard and to make herself very pleasant to this boss if it helped towards p...omotion.Helen had caught Bob's eye on the induction course, and he had been instrumental in having her selected for hiring when she had been comfortably down in the bottom quarter of the intake on evaluation. Her intelligence was not in doubt; no one below genius level was on the course in the first place. It was her lack of initiative which had. She rubbed it into her boobs and gargled it, sicked it up onto the floor and then began to poop herself. Hers came out in long, sausage-like logs. She threw one at me and we both laughed and rolled around on the floor. The bouts of diarrhoea and poops continued for about half and hour, and during this time we were in too much agony to do much more than kiss, but once the shitting had died down, we began really making love. She called me her ‘beautiful baby boy’ and sat on my face, kissing me. Her freedom about exposing her body didn't end at the beach, back home sheused to walk around the house half naked all the time, dressed only in braand panty, and if her beach going bikinis were minimal, her panties wereeven more revealing and thin. Some were even semi transparent, exposingthe trimmed hair on her crotch or the dark aureoles on her big nipples.She was comfortable with her body, she knew she was an object of desireand enjoyed it, that much was evident, however, in front of her. Sex was talked about, but normally in a joking manner and we were never really serious. However one night it just so happened that both my wife and Nancy's husband were out of town for several days and while unplanned, Nancy and I ended up at the pub, sitting together and tipping a few brews. The conversation got around to sex and Nancy, being very open in her thinking asked me if my wife (Carol) was any good at giving me a blow job. I think Nancy was trying to embarrass me, but I turned the.