We meet my mates and have a couple of beers too many. The talk turns to sex and you admit to the guys that you have fantasised about being gang fucked... Everybody laughs and eventually we all end up going to separate tables. You are horny after the conversation and can't help sliding your hand over my trousers, where you discover my cock is hard. Unzipping my fly, you slip your hand inside, and wrap your fingers around my thick 6". I can't wait and grab you by the hand. Holding you in front of. This new year we had to endure a monthly class at his workshop to makes us build and fix broken appliances and such, a silly class but a must. The workshop was a basement actually on floor -1 with no windows, a large door was the only way in & out - inside an open space with working benches across the walls and many shelfs with all k**s of tools, on the other side a kitchen shared the space with a tall round table and some bar chairs around, a dirty looking refrigerator and a microwave on a. .. soft... warm... ass."He nibbled his lips for a few seconds before answering, "Yes, Maria. Ido. It's so sexy. I really love it."She knew he was being honest. So what he said triggered yet anotherinspiration. "And if I did that from time to time, you'd start to lookforward to it. To getting all those naughty peek-a-boo looks at the bodyyou adore. And then, you'd probably get addicted to sneaking aroundtrying to get more of those special views." She cackled. Actuallycackled, something. The truth was, I didn't envisage me sending too many 'no' texts.His secretary would know, obviously, but Janice could keep secrets. That was a big part of her job. She'd worked for Jason forever. Totally loyal. He'd trust Janice with his life, he told me."Ok, sure baby," I said.Jason kissed me and checked his watch. So did I. It was almost eleven."Guess I'd better get back," I grinned."D'you wanna freshen up first?" he said. "There's a bells and whistles bathroom here." Really? Wow!" It's.