She looked forlorn, 'I never expected you to be like this', she said meekly, 'Well', I replied, 'get used to it, because I am just starting'.I walked ...ack across to the large window and peered down at all the men working, 'This morning you made a remark as to the writings on the men's toilet, about men, explain'.She had been in there last night and had read the comments referring to me, 'Did they write about fucking me', to which she nodded they had, I then asked who it was, as I wanted to see. ’ I felt the shaft withdraw from me and then press against my other entrance and, slippery as it was, pressed against me, overwhelming my defences and plundering me there. Now she curled over me and her hand found my nub. Her body tensed as did my own. With a guttural cry she lifted off me then drove into me as she was overwhelmed by her crisis. That climax did not distract her from my pleasure and the relentless in and out continued as did the strumming upon my nub. I arched my back in an. ”“Who has a vested interest in getting you away from Rachel?”“But if it’s a lie, he can’t think he can get away with it, can he?”“Roddy, it might be that he has been talking with her. He’s her ex., so he may well be trying to get her to change her mind, and she might feel an obligation to listen to him. He won’t want you butting in while that’s going on, will he?”“Well, no.”“So, don’t start behaving as if it’s true. Wait. Think, Roddy! Knowing her when you were going out, and now more recently,. After Ann had gotten off the phone I heard her chair squeak as she turned my way, “Well?” she said and waited. I didn’t think my face could get any redder, but it did. It was like I was having a pre-menopausal hot flash.” I tried to ignore her as if she was speaking to someone else.Ann rolled her chair across the plastic floor mat and was beside me as I pounded on my keyboard. Then I felt it, she was tugging at my panties. In my haste to tuck my shirt in I had tucked it inside the panties.