I got down the steps and under the rig before the car driver got out of the car. I figured the best place to hide was by the back tires under the trac...or and if he didn’t shine a light under the rig. I’d be safe. I was lucky that the guy s had seen the car pull up and Rob was concerned that they were the highway patrol. It turn out he was right. It was the highway patrol. He wasn’t concerned about me because he thought I was in his rig. In the meantime, Fred had pulled away. Leaving md crouch. Sandra had been seated and did not stand to greet me. The secretary had invited me to sit in front of the desk but I had chosen a chair beside a low table to one side. There were two chairs there but Sandra did not join me. I was offered tea and accepted. None came for Sandra who sat silently, looking at me through her designer glasses. She wore a pale blue blouse with long sleeves, spare jewellery including a plain silver necklet. Her hair, short and blonde was beautifully cut, her nails. “You wanna make me feel good?” Willow replied as they reached the top of the stairs, the evening late and the lights dim.“W-well yeah. But you’re definitely sure your mom won't hear us?”Willow smirked to herself, “Definitely not, she had an early night, I’m sure of it.”“Good…” Stacy replied softly, “She was super into me while you were away, always trying to get me to come home with her,” she blushed, “It was weird, she’s old enough to be my mom.”“I know I know, come on,” Willow whispered,. “You suck cock better than she does. Go on, suck that dick that fucked your wife better than you ever could.” He chided me as he began to fuck my mouth. “Get all the taste you can. Can you taste her pussy? Can you taste her ass? That was one tight ass. Who knows, you just might get to experience that yourself as well.” I moan with the thought as I suck even harder. “Oh yea, you want that, don’t you. I even have a friend I could introduce you to and the five of us can have a real party then. How.