Mr. Jordan should be right in Mr. Jordan&hellip, as in Trevor Jordan. Trevor had requested to have me work for him? Amelia! Glad to see you agreed to...my proposition Of course&hellip, but can I ask why you asked for me and not one of the experienced legal secretaries? -well first of all I am more than positive you can handle whatever Im gonna throw at you and Im happy to help train you. And second of all, I wanted to spend more time with you and with Debbie going on leave, this seemed like the. I knew then that I wanted to feel his hot cum shooting into my throat. The guys in the bathroom must have heard us because I heard rustling inside and they came out of the bathroom just as I was getting off my knees, they gave us a rather odd look and walked on by.It was then that the black man said his first words to me, "Let's go to my car."I followed him to a beat up old Chevelle and he unlocked the passenger's side and I got in. He put his seat back and pushed down his pants. I needed no. She Had never worn stockingsI, at least not in the six years we had been together, this was all becoming a bit surreal. It had started when I got home, a case packed, the c***dren at her mother's and a hotel in the countryside booked for the evening. Well I wasn't complaining, from my current view it looked like I was in for a fun night. I took her by the hand, kissed her gently on the lips and gave her ass a quick squeeze as I opened the door and headed down for dinner.The evening was great,. Lasting when he was away had always been difficult, and one or two of my friends who I’d known for years were amazed that I could keep it up. I must admit I was tempted more than once. That was just how I felt right then, to say I was pissed would be an under statement, and not just pissed it was more frustration sexual frustration. The bar when I arrived was quite and the barman could serve me straight away, as I sipped my G&T he brought me a menu. “best you eat early lady, there’s a group on.