He kissed my cheek and whispered, “Yes Clark, many more sweet man. I should get you home, it’s very late and I want you to be safe and sound.” ...e released me from his warm embrace but still held my hand and led me out of the Gazebo. We walked back thru the park and toward the bar. The warm wind was blowing through the trees and we could hear the leaves rustling. “I’ll take you home on my Harley, unless you’re afraid to ride it,” he laughed. “I’m not afraid at all Brad. I’d love to ride with. I tried covering up but it as no use.I eventually just let him look at me all he wanted as I finished getting dressed. He had other plans.as I was trying to put on a bra he took out his cock and started jacking off right in front of me.when I had my bra on he came behind me and unsnapped it. So I kept re hooking it that went on for about 10 min. I finally decided to forget the bra and just put ,g shirt on until he left.so as I was putting on my shirt he pushed me face down on the bed.- I have a. Bit by bit, I more firmly grabbed the reins, wrested control of my emotions and took command of my body. Once I felt that I could be professional, and stay professional, I stepped back out of the closet. Ben was just coming down the hall and cocked his head at me. ‘There you are. Mrs. Henderson is awake and ready for you. Um, what were you doing in the broom closet?’ ‘I don’t want to talk about it,’ I said primly. ‘Let’s just say I had some thinking to do and wanted the privacy.’ ‘Okay…’ I. Thats enough of that crap. Lets get back down stairs and work out in the gym. You guys are getting too raunchy and need to get it out of your system. All of you need a good work out in the gym. You boys need to pump iron and forget all that crap you were talking about. Paul said. Okay Paul. Some other man said. A good, work out sounds good to me, Paul, so go upstairs and get that slut so we can have a good workout. Behave yourselves you know thats not the kind of workout I was talking about..