Her makeup was smeared; her eyes black and smoky where her mascara and eyeliner had run; she looked like a whore. She looked hot! I lowered myself ont... her again.The wine she had drunk was obviously effecting her; but I didn't care. I wanted her. My cock was rampant, rubbing on her pantyhosed thighs, which although delightful, would soon bring me to orgasm and I didn't want that yet. I moved my cock so it rested in the V of her crotch; it now rubbed on the front panel of her slippery satin. She came to meet my Manager as there was an issue with a cheque payment. Unfortunately or fortunately, my manager wasn’t around and I had to take care of her needs. I helped her to resolve the issue and we had a small talk. She is from Bellary and working here as an Assistant Manager who takes care of the accounting section of her organization. She is single and got great assets. If I am not mistaken, her size was 34-30-36. She has got a curved structure with nice ass which gives instant. It was made for things to go out; not in. But she knew what she wanted and I have found out, she always gets what she wants."OK whore it is time to go. I want you out the door to the back of the car. Wait for me there with your legs apart, hands on your head. Don't move no matter what." She ordered.I had no other choice, so out the door I went and slowly walked to the back of her car, which she had parked near the road. I knew that if any of the neighbors happened to look, I would be seen. Then I phoned Queensland and spoke to Mum and dad. My father said I was plucking roses from the dung heap. Then I read a bit and took a shower.In the morning I spent some time trying to estimate how many book cases I'd need. I realized that was hopeless and decided to count how many books there were in 45-50 cm. of shelving at the Museum, then I could count what one box contained and make an estimate – like every generalization it would be off, but it might be close.At the Museum I gave the.