But at least I wasn't going to be fired. I knocked... waited... and then, on cue, entered.Miss Blackwall sat behind her desk, the same one that her fa...her, her grandfather as well as her great-grandfather had used before her, and sternly looked over the top of her half-moon spectacles at me. She was dressed much as she always was - brown tweed two piece suit with the skirt falling below her knees, flat heeled brown brogues, a silk blouse with a frilly ruffle down the front and a large broach. When she turns around again and I see her breasts pushed up in her bra and nipples slightly protruding I continue to fight the thoughts running through both of my heads. I carefully watch as she slips on her black dress and get up, the urge to squeeze her bum gently and kiss her has beaten me. We kiss a short while, our tongues touching and lips gentle. She slides her hand and feels my now hard member. She pulls back surprised at my excitement, laughs and says "You need to calm down, not until. We were both still out of breath and as we recovered she said, “Not very lady like,” she said looking up at me, “but I gotta pee,” and she squatted beside the rock and let go with a strong stream. I looked away and she said, “Oh aren’t you an old school gentleman? Most of my johns would be over her trying to play in my pee,” she said with a giggle.I was totally sexually spent, the blow job and the magnificent fuck against the car was beyond any fantasy I may have ever thought up. As we got back. Whole trees are down from the high parts of the bank, lying out into the channel. Fortunately the river’s pretty wide here, so we’re not blocked.One thing missing was the wildlife. Usually when we’re moving on the river early in the morning, we see a lot of fauna on the banks – raccoons, herons, opossums, otters and mink (rarely). Today, nothing. I imagine they’re still getting over the catastrophe that came to their world.Ours is messed up too. Even from the river I can see homes damaged,.