This was some kind of a fetish-themed rave so most of people were dressed similar to me.I don't do d**gs and I rarely drink (and almost never get drun...) so I just dance and enjoy the music. This rave was extremely full with love and half-naked people dancing. Wherever I looked I could see sexy people and I was burning with lust. At one moment the DJ got boring a bit so I went out to get some fresh air and pee.The toilets inside were awful so the only option is to go out and into the woods to do. ”“You sound just like Patrick!”“Perhaps he’s like me. Apples and trees, you know. Speaking of which, may I have another slice of the tart?”“You can’t talk about my wife like that!”“Anyway, after lunch, Olwen thanked me and said it had been a tiring week and that she was going back to her hotel.”“So that was it?”“Not quite. Later, Nadine told me that she was having Olwen over for dinner.”Rachel looked shocked. “Will Olwen be OK?”“Probably more OK that your abandoning her at the ARQ.”“Good point,. My eyes got big as shit as I saw a perfectly rounded ass bent over on the rug. The upper body was covered with the tarp. She was still wearing her heels. My dick bricked up immediately.I slowly walked up to the woman. She didn't move. There was a post it note stuck to one cheek. I pulled it off and looked at it. It read, "eat me." I looked down at the luscious soft booty and the pully pussy there waiting for me and I could no longer contain myself.I got down on my knees behind her and squeezed. I entered the room and did a double-take: sitting at the table along with most of the rest of my team was the woman from the lobby. I held my composure enough to catch her eye, extend my hand, and say, ‘You must be the new manager. My name is Mark – it’s a pleasure to meet you.’ She rose and leaned over the table slightly to take my hand, then replied, ‘Nice to meet you, too, Mark. I’m Jen. I look forward to working with you.’ She bent to return to her seat and I caught the scent of her.