The first week or so everything seemed good although we did not talk about what happened but then the cracks started appearing, we just sort of went i...to our own worlds especially Mark he stopped talking to me or anything else, he would kiss me good bye and say I love you when he went to work even though I was half asleep I still knew he had done it but that stopped I blamed myself feeling awful I cried on my own many a time. Things came to a head after a couple of months I told him I. My lawyer certainly asked me enoughtimes."Good bosses don't spread blame. I hired them."I left the office shaken. Jane had offered to lend me some cash but Iturned it down. Yes I could be a Tri-County client but with no rentexpenses or dependents I probably wouldn't qualify for food stamps.And now I really knew where I stood with the staff. I was the posterchild for the exploitive men who preyed on women. I just couldn't seemyself that way. I was glad when the day was over. I had a pay. Gary continued fucking her. I asked Mandy if that sounded ok as she began to cum. She moans “Mm hhhhmmm” softly. I couldn’t stand it anymore and stood at Gary’s desk, and unzipped my pants. Mandy opened her eyes from her orgasm and with an angelic smile, reached up and grabbed my cock to pull me to her open mouth.By this time Gary is pumping her good and he says “Hold on before you agree. There’s some other paper work and fees we have to work out just like any other car deal. Other people have. “Fuck me… fuck me, fuck me hard,” he beseeched me.“Take this fucking knob you slut,” I boomed, as I frenziedly started to pummel his backside.When coach’s right hand hastily moved to his cock, I yelled, “Don’t even think of touching your knob. You’re my bitch and I will tell when to relieve yourself. Do you get me, bum-boy?”“Please… please let me wank myself,” he begged.“No, put those fucking hands on the table,” I demanded.I was really hammering into him with force as my hands began to.