To have a ... pleasant afternoon.”“Mmm...” She opened a sealed box and measured out some powdery tea leaves, pouring them into each cup. “How ...ong do you think it’s been?”“Too long,” I said, sauntering up to her. My dick was so hard. The way she moved. The way she shuddered. I could feel her need. This woman deserved to have pleasure. To have a young lover that cared about giving her pleasure, not an old husband who had long gotten bored of her body. “Your body needs to be ... pampered. To be. It was pure excitement, the table was hot... a crowd gathered to watch, the stick man passed the dice back to me. Picking them up, tossing them towards the other end of the table, "Five, number, pay the line." we are still going... Chips are being paid, people are smiling, the crowd is amazed... I haven't had a roll like this in years and it is exhilarating. I look around the group of people gathered, yet I couldn't see anyone as my eyes had just caught a glimpse of an angel. I turned back. The first dump lasted a few seconds—damm, I thought, what all did I eat yesterday ?. The stink was loud and powerful. I scrimmish my face, and closed my eyes—lol---like that would help.After just s few minutes I hear the squeak of flip flops on the concrete floor. There wasn't any door at the entrance to the mens house—just a big opening. If you stood just right—you could see dudes standing at the piss trough—but the showers and stalls were out of site. I didn't hear any further noise, so I. Other than when we returned after that first weekend we never came into or left work together. Lucy had also been promoted and moved to a different part and building in our work's complex. That made things a lot easier as we no longer interacted at work, even though I also had been promoted and was now ‘Head of Section’.After a few months of behaving like an old married couple, we realised that lust, not love, had been the driving force in our relationship. Not that that in itself was a bad.