Damn it all!! We stopped at the grocery store for some long awaited snacks not found in Iraq and also hit the liquor store. Guess I figured I would ju...t drink and pass out. When we got home we all started chatting about home events and overseas. One by one everyone went and showered and as they came out of the restroom they were just wearing their OD boxers and tee shirts. I thought it a little bold but Scott explained the they took their down time as restful as possible. I understood this but. And married to other people. I was a manager in the same company Linda worked in and she was the secretary of one of my fellow managers who had the largest office suite which had a small fridge, sink and kettle etc. behind partitions in the secretary's office. My secretary used to make me coffee in the large kitchen dedicated to our floor, which as it was accessible to all staff, had cheap instant chicory blend "coffee" which tasted crap. My "large office" blessed fellow manager on the other. A little voice in the back of my mind whispered that I should go back inside. That this was a mistake I'd regret for the rest of my life. Part of me wanted to believe it. After all, it was more than just excitement that was making my body react how it was. I was terrified. More nervous than I ever had been in my entire life.And it was amazing.Reaching down, I slipped of the zip ties around both of my ankles, the plastic biting hard against my skin. Then I pulled it tight, letting out a series. Stunned, she stayed in the same spot, knees on the bed either side of me. Her eyes grew wide and confused at the feeling of the warmth spreading inside as her cunt filled with semen. "Ah," I groaned as the last squirt dribbled into her insides. "Now...that's what your cunt is meant to be used for."Her face was in shock. Mine was grinning."You took that pretty well," I told her. "I thought you might try and stop yourself getting pregnant."She looked at me in horror. "That was...you.