.So I pull my joggers down then my knickers and I can see he shifts in the chair.He then asks me to turn around and show the whole lot.I do and then h... is behind me, his hands reach around, on grabs a boob the other slide down my belly and rub my mound and pubes, I moan, then he starts to rub me and slides a finger in between my lips. I am groaning. this is so wrong.He says he has all my photos on a stick, and If I don't give him head he will post it all over work.So he undoes his trousers,. Folks are at work. They should e home after five. Before I had the chance to rearrange my shorts, she turned, extending her hand. “Nice to meet you Rick!” she answered, smiling as her eyes glossed over the bulge in my pants. “I just thought you could use something sweet while you unpack. Chocolate chip! Fresh baked this morning.” “Gee….thanks! Thanks again! ” I said smiling back, trying unsuccessfully not to stare at her blouse, which seemed to be fighting a losing battle to stay buttoned.. Mark felt good about how it went when he left. He got home in time to shower and change for Brian’s arrival at six. The entire evening Mark talked about how nice James was, how relaxed he made Mark feel, and what they talked about.Brian shared Mark’s happiness and was glad it went so smoothly to start. He did warn Mark, “Buddy, I am glad you are comfortable sharing what you talked about. I do want to hear anything you want to share. If ever you talk with James about things you do not want. If 10 hours isn't enough, just rinse and repeat. I grew to love this ritual so much that I would become addicted to watching at home our security tapes of the event, much to my wifes' consternation.Anyway, let me begin the story: me and the squad had gone to investigate a possible hideout of a wanted crim. A chick. When I saw her mugshot back at the office I grew an instant boner. She was pallid and gaunt looking: a typical meth whore. But something sexy shone through, and found its way.