“Oh god ... what are you doing here?” Lana moaned.“Tess told me to wake you up ... and to fuck you” I whispered back to her whilst nibbling at...her earlobe, and rubbing my cock against her ass.She murmured back “Did you look after my daughter last night?”“I did. Now it’s your turn again” I responded slipping my cock between her ass cheeks and across her fleshy pussy lips.“Oh yesssss!!!!” she groaned.I pushed the sheet off us. She grasped my cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy canal.. And drinking. I told her everything about myself, how I'd lost my job and how my girlfriend had told me to get a life. Like I say, I was drinking heavily by then and a lot of the conversation is a blur to me now. I'd expected some sympathy or a shoulder to cry on, I suppose. I got no sympathy from her though. Instead, I remember her saying that she thought men had it easy. I reacted to that and tried to argue how tough it was with all the expectations on you as a man. "Well," she said, "You. " She said, exasperation creeping into her voice.She dropped a pen down the side of the desk, without thinking I handed it to her. I saw her look at the pen and take it from me slowly, her eyes then met and held mine for a moment."Would a memo do any good?" She asked, if she'd noticed my thumb she gave no hint that she was bothered by it."It might do but wouldn't that defeat the object? If we're supposed to be cutting down on paperwork a memo will give off the wrong signal." I suggested."Okay,. I wish Iknew what to do."So I explained it to her, and then I guess I just decided togo for broke. All this talk about sex was making me more andmore bold. I said "If you show me what it is that you aredoing when you masturbate, maybe I can help you figure itout." She was quiet for a few moments, as the prospect ofgoing ahead with my idea wormed its way past her ingraineddefenses. I thought for sure that she would turn me down,but again, Jane surprised me by saying "I can't believe I'msaying.