Oh no. Oh no no no. This isn’t happening. ‘Whoaaa damn,’ someone said. Everyone nearby had stopped what they were doing to look. ‘Stephanie ar... you okay?’ Megan exclaimed, trying to contain her laughter. ‘I really didn’t mean to, I’m sorry Steph!’ ‘Oh man, hot,’ The nearest of a trio of teenage boys was already scrambling for his phone. Glasses askew and blushing furiously, she planted her hands on the ground above his head and lifted her unexpectedly sensitive bundle of nerves off of his. They would want a ring and a new marriage, which would be presumably happy enough to make leaving their husbands worth it. Besides, even if it was just a fling, an angry husband would be an enemy I didn’t need. I had enough problems with my own spouse without adding someone else’s. That didn’t change the fact that I had a strong impulse every time I saw my female colleagues to take them and bend them over their desks. I wanted to pull down their pants or hike up their skirts and spank them with. "So let me get this straight." I went through the motions and he clapped me on the back saying I'll do fine."Do you want to use a pair of my waders or did you bring a suit with you?"If your waders are big enough, I'll take those. Thank you."He went to a closet along the back wall and pulled out several until we found a pair with feet big enough to fit me. I stepped into them we then adjusted the shoulder straps so that they would stay up. I put on the robe, or gown, everyone wears during this. He was excited to be given a new assignment with big career advancement potential. I was suddenly aware that I would have a lot of time alone. Of course Al pointed out that Stan was just next door and he could help me with any problems.I wondered if that included a horny pussy. That first night I was so aroused that I fingered my pussy three times and imagined Stan fucking me to each orgasm.The next day I came home and the sink in the kitchen was clogged. I decided to call Stan. In a few.