Cheryl was in the arms of Gil Barton, the Director of Human Resources. They were kissing. I reeled back, trying to catch my breath. I remember turning... retracing my steps, almost stumbling through the lobby and out to my car.I stayed in my car for quite awhile, I think. I just couldn't get my head around what I had just witnessed. Slowly my common sense took control and I began to think more rationally. Of course, I muttered to myself. I was making a mountain out of a mole hill. What I had seen. ..Geez she was a sexy young honey....Bonnie hit her pleasure spots super rapidly, she was ready for cock...hadn’t intended it would be a working guy...but boy his pecker was all set and there. She had the thought: “He can lick me out...but he’s not fucking me.”“Over here” she instructed. “You can lick me out...but nothing more...understand”Alex understood alright, eighteen year old pussy, purry wet and needing tongue. He was up for the job.The young minx was backed against the pylon. She needed. Today would either jump start my plan, or I’d have to continue playing the long game.I was working on my plan when I heard the intercom key up.“Barnim, get moving and get ready. We have to be at the lawyer’s in an hour, so if you aren’t down here quickly and I have to go up there, you aren’t going to like it.”As I got dressed, I thought about what this could do for my plan and what I needed accomplish at this meeting. There were somethings I needed to get done in the next two years, and if this. -Can we take a picnic?-We'll have something to nibble on.Unfortunately I was stuck indoors for the rest of the day, it was glorious outside and I daydreamed my way through a lecture and power point recapping the last five weeks. I didn't see Lynsey at our evening meal but she had sent me a text saying we would meet at my car at six o'clock. I dressed in a pair of loose shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, with a pair of kicked in walking boots. I had washed, shaved, trimmed my public hair and.