“Sheila is quite the hostess,” Jayesh would affirm. “That’s why I keep her around.” The men she flirted with at those parties were reduced t... jelly and fucked their wives those nights with a rare gusto. With the most sensuous guile imaginable, Sheila worked the room and the men in it, keeping drinks filled, conversation flowing, and eyes chasing her from their secret-most corners. By the time she finished with each smitten partygoer, even suspicious wives felt complimented that beautiful. Sally, for all that she wasn't rich, had something that Joan knew she'd never have. Especially not now. Sally had a family. Joan had a career.If she were absolutely frank about it, Joan would admit that she really did love running a highly successful business. But having spent time with Sally, Eric and the baby, the realization that she was alone had slammed into her like an avalanche. She didn't want to be alone. She knew that, despite how welcoming the people there were, her time at the. I never took my break in the designated break room. I liked to be alone outside, so I sat down under a tree in the parking lot and took several gulps from the fruit juice I had brought from home before I lit a cigarette. I had a twenty-minute break, which meant, half a bottle of juice and two or three cigarettes.As I sat there smoking a low-slung sports car entered the parking and made a few circles before parking as close to the entrance to the supermarket as possible. I watched the car. King slides his hand on my pussy just resting it there applying enough pressure to make me try to rub my clit against it. He breaks our kiss just enough to smile at the fact that he knows I need to cum and only he can make me cum. Lifting his hand off my pussy he spanks it just few times to send a shockwave through my whole body trying to take me to my limit. As he feels my body start to relax under him he rubs my clit gently and whispers in my ear “Do you want to cum for daddy?” Not surprising.