Mr. Stevens came into the kitchen just then. He took in the scene and understood. “Sean!” he barked. “Quit toying with my waitress, there are cu...tomers out there!”Sean let go of Fallon, straightening up. “Sure, sure.”Fallon took steady breaths to calm herself. When she could finally stand she rushed out of the kitchen to serve the new customers before Sean could continue torturing her. Her pussy was dripping, her panties were soaked.It wasn’t her fault she had an overactive nervous system. And,. “Really?” I said, not knowing how to feel about that.“I’ll call security,” she offered.“No!” I said, perhaps a little too urgently. “I’ll sort it out.”I didn’t want to get my company involved in my personal life.‘Seriously? Now you don’t want your work to get involved? A little ironic, wouldn’t you say?’The voice in my head sounded remarkably like my mother.I ignored it. I stood up, took off the earphones blaring out some vintage Jethro Tull, and dropped them on the desk next to the keyboard.“I. She had trouble concentrating on her job as she kept thinking about the pleasure she was getting from her two lovers. Keiran was only a few years older than her but uncle Roger was old enough to be her father. However the sexy thoughts she was always having was keeping her very horny and aroused. This was clearly noticed by Gemma's boss Karen who was about 50 years old, slim with short hair and looks like Denise Welch. She has a great figure and big tits. The Gucci perfume she wears always. “You know that I’m almost completely out of self-control right now don’t you? From the first time I saw you I knew I was going to have a weakness for you,” Mr. Keller said.I put one knee on each side of Mr. Keller’s hips and while straddling him I sat down on his lap. His hands came to rest on my hips and I leaned in to kiss him. My breasts brushed against his chest and the warmth of his body touching mine was like fire. Things were starting to move quicker and quicker. All at once Mr. Keller.