" She stopped mid-sentence. I followed the line of her eyes before realising she was looking inquisitively at my slick and shiny fingers. I panicked a...d pulled my hand under the duvet" You weren't just watching me, were you?" Aaaaaaaah fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I am so so sorry Chloe. This is so fucked up of me. I can't even begin to..." She cut me off."You tipped me. A lot! Was that before or after you knew it was me?" After" I replied, honestly but sheepishly.She stood up suddenly and walked. That done, I need to finish the self-evaluation. As I pull off thehelmet and shake out my hair, take off the causality suit and strip outof my (also ill fitting) clothes, I notice my colleagues are allstaring. It's one thing to check in out of worry, but now they're justbeing a bunch of perverts. I can file a complaint with HR later, though.Right now I want to get out of here. I cover myself as best I can withone arm and shoo them away with the other. Modesty and shame quicklykick in and they. I slid my hand under his shorts and started stroking his hard cock. It felt big. Enough of the kissing I thought, I was horny as fuck, so I pulled down Paul’s shorts and got on my knees. I began wanking him fast and started sucking on his cockhead. He was much bigger than my husband, much bigger. I played with his balls which he enjoyed while my mouth bobbed up and down his huge shaft. Paul held my hair in a ponytail to stop it getting in the way. He was moaning like crazy I was giving him such. He was cool and pale in the soft moonlight and I was so fucking hard, I held his bulging pole firmly in my fist and wanked him deliberately now with long steady strokes, he moaned softly and bucked furiously into my hand for release.I felt a certain kind of control and didn't want it to end too quickly but at the same time wanted to see him cum and to feel that hot stickiness on my hand.I didn't have to wait too long and the first spurt I'm sure went clean over his shoulder, he gasped and the.