Her modus operandi was to ask for a lift home from the office. Jack recalled every game of poker, every bluff and that stonewall of a face. "It'll ma...e a change from eating alone." replied Jack impassively. To congratulate himself on such a non-committal acceptance, Jack smiled. Fay smiled back too. "You driving now?", asked Jack. "Nah, how pathetically girly huh?" replied Fay. "You'll be wanting a lift home then." stated Jack with a hint of a smile.Fay returned his smile, reciprocating. I will have you in that ocean drowning to your death. I don't give a fuck either way', the Captain spat.James took a deep breath, and began his story. 'My family, the de Montague's own a large number of companies in Mercia. My father is Lord de Montague and advises the King. We are buying a number of companies in Britannia and expanding our empire. The gold was to go to our new bank and was transported using de Montague Shipping, of which I am a Captain''Go on', asked the Captain'Well I was. She would interject every now and then, telling me to entertain her on the way over. I would pull out my cock and stroke, or I would remove some clothes so she wouldn't have to wait once we got there. She didn't touh me until we got to her small home.Once there, I walked up the pitch black sidewalk in nothing but my boxers with my cock poking out, hoping I wouldn't get in trouble or anything. She didn't talk to me until I was inside, where spanish tv was on and it was very festive sounding. . I was still horny and my curiosity was even more stimulated. I touched the join of the desk curtains and eased them open. I could see straight onto the Foster Mothers knees. Thinking she was safe from prying eyes her legs were relaxed and I could see right up to her white panties under her short skirt. I slowly stroked my cock as wanting to touch but not daring to, so I gradually eased the other way and looking at Maureen’s legs found that they were not only relaxed but quite wide apart. I.