Imagine my surprise when the office door quietly opened and Jenny, resplendent in her sweats and tank-top, crept in. ‘You awake?’ She whispered. �...�Yeah.’ I croaked, even my equally quiet whisper sounding horse as my voice caught in my throat. I could hear William sawing logs down the hall, and I knew Jenny had crept out so as not to wake him. ‘Look, Phil.’ She whispered, coming into the office and quietly shutting the door behind her. ‘I don’t want you to say anything. I’m not drunk, and I’m not. When we got inside the mall, Jean began to head for the local Walmart, but I steered her down the hallway to a Victoria’s Secret located near the food court. Jean was flabbergasted when I led her inside, but I simply told her that I wanted her to have something nice. She had gotten the run on a date with me, so it was really my fault, wasn’t it?It was amusing to watch her reactions for the next several minutes. She nervously told a helpful clerk that, no, she didn’t need help, then asked where. That also got utilised for a double entry; she walked bow-legged but happy, after.The week passed very pleasantly then. I don’t want to boast, but twenty-four women – ladies and women, younger and older – were nearly all surprised that my reputation was, in fact, entirely justified. It wasn’t often that I exceeded expectations in my life. I did like this job.One particularly demanding young woman asked me for more and more. After three goes she was still demanding more sperm. I put cords round. She said “no, no, don’t”. Honestly I just kept going. She let go of my dick, leaned back and started moaning again. I kept on touching, making her moan more, and then I slowly slid a finger into her.She was so hot, so wet. I continued to finger her for a while, and gently guided her hand back to my cock. She had her eyes closed as I worked inside of her and just kept on stroking my cock. I started to pull her bottoms down, which she didn’t seem to mind. I got them down far enough to see that.