Marcy had done a wonderful job again in getting the office laid out. Marcy had brought with her the office supply catalog that she had used as a guide...for the cubicles. Bob measured them out and marked them on the print. Salisbury Office Supply had them in stock and was bringing them tomorrow, they were going to assemble them in place along with top quality office chairs.Bob began going through his list. "The night crews are going to hang the flat screens, and use the forklift to set the big. That was all that she could think about."Rub yourself along my shaft, and when you are ready lean forward and put it in."She did as she was told. Sliding her slit along his cock shaft was pleasurable, and she liked that in combination with having her nipples rubbed and her breasts lightly fondled. Fearing that he would get upset if she delayed the inevitable any longer, Henna held his cock to her opening and sat back on it.Her body had responded to all of the foreplay even if her mind hadn't,. She grabbed my arms, preventing me from letting go and motioned off to the right that there was a bit of an overgrown trail that she wanted to explore. I knew where this was going and I had no intention of stopping her, I wanted the same thing right now. After a few minutes of exploring down this little path and many gropes and grazes along the way a little clearing in a tight cluster of trees just big enough for a person to lay in, or have sex in. As soon as Roxy stepped into the clearing she. "Yeah, he was limping. He said he fell on the airport steps."I nod. Could be. Could be someone roughed him up.There's a hell of a lot worse things than getting a little pussy on the side. He could be into some guy for a quarter million in gambling losses and they might come after wifey to take the interest out on her.Or he could be doing drugs and owe his dealer. Or a hundred other little sleazy weaknesses that can get you in such a tight trap that you simply can't escape.Strange pussy could be.