Then trying to find any reason to go to the front just to chit chat about anything to get a chance to talk to Cathy, now Cathy was a 40 year old dirty...blond of about 5’ tall and good figure, a figure that a woman is supposed to have nice breasts a narrow middle and fuck me hips. But that may be an over simplification, being ten years older than myself and flirty as hell made her sexy out of proportion to her size. Working in the middle of the store one day not to long after that first stolen. His cock loomed over her, stretching from her creamy crotch up to her chin. She ducked her head down and licked some more, clamping her knees around the cockshaft, frigging him with her sleek thighs. Then she squirmed up and the head of the donkey's prick slipped into her groin. The donkey began to push and Helen squirmed as she tried to slide her cunt down over his huge cock.His prick wouldn't go in at first.Helen had a terrible thought that maybe they would not be able to fuck, that she would. Understand?”Fred nodded, then hollered, “Mike, come up here for aminute.”When Mike arrived I could see the surprise on his face.Fred quickly explained the deal, but Mike actedreluctant. I know it wasn’t Sarah, she was sexy ascould be. I could see Mike’s hard-on through his pantsfrom across the room, but Mike had more to lose beingmy foreman for eleven years. If he pissed me off, hewouldn’t easily get another position making the sameamount of money. Sarah saw. As strong as that bond between us was, we started to drift apart, our conversations were less frequent, his words strained and tense. Untrue to my nature, I let him go without a fight. Realizing it or not, I stopped emailing him, he stopped IMing me, it seemed by mutual agreement without words, we were letting each other slip away peacefully. It was almost like a death after a long illness, sad that it was ending but also a sort of relief. I resisted the urge to email him and tell him how much.