I had gone down through here once. There were lights that still worked. Imogene found the switch, flipped it on.Lights flickered on down the long tunn...l. It was narrow, lined in brick.I opened the editing app, not bothering to pause reality as we hurried down the hallway. My wife still cluing to me while naked Imogene rushed down the hallway before me, her rump swaying while she hugged herself.“I wish I had my clothes on,” she muttered. “Why am I naked?”“Don't worry about that,” I said. I typed. Oh Shit. I was fucking this up already. How did I not expect a question about feminism from Cheryl Sandstrom? I licked my lips and resolved to do better.“Do you take orders well?”“Yes, I think so,” I answered, relieved to have a straightforward question. “The most effective executive assistants work as force multipliers. I make you more efficient by taking problems that don’t warrant your full attention off your plate so you can focus on more important matters.”“That’s great, Mike, but it. "Choke on 2 dicks" I yelled. "Fuck, I want your spunk" she replied.We weren't going to give it to her - yet.Her boyfriend was wearing leather trousers and I wanted to see his bum muscles flex in their soft hide as her screwed her mouth. I stood behind him and admired the view. Her hands groped his tight little leather covered arse as she gyrated. It looked so good.I wanted to spunk and asked the young couple to fulfill a fantasy. I lay underneath her hot, lithe tennage body in a 69. She was on. I was invited in and shown to my room on the third floor. As I followed Jaqui up the stairs I was having trouble concentrating on the conversation as the cheeks of her arse were just visible to me. Oh and she was even speaking to me in near perfect English! I settled into my room and Jaqui said she would give me some time to freshen up.Well instead of freshening up I had a wank . Boy did I shoot my load with the vision of her in my mind. The rest of the night went ok with me meeting Helen and.