We have things to do Miss Sandeman.” I nod, but my gut tightens as I already dread the turn this conversation was taking He open the brown leather h...ld-all and this time produces 4 lengths of black cord and a blindfold, oh fuck I’m thinking, what is he going to do to me this time.He then picks up my chair from behind my desk and places it in the middle of the ops room, “Ok let’s get started ... pull up your skirt for me and sit in the chair.” I pull up my skirt this time showing my black. He whispers in my ear, “lets get it on baby, I’m horny!” I was just as horny, but I was not going to let him know it. I pull away, “not with them here; they might walk in on us.” Come on Marca, you know you want it to," the big black hunk said to me."Calvin we shouldn't, and besides that I'm a married woman it isn't right," I replied."It's okay no one will know. It will just be between us. Look at my cock. See how hard you made it!" God it was big, and no one. She fought him- a little- not much- fuck all really. Her tongue found his. She pushed him away. Breathless. Her breasts heaved in the push up bra she wore. Cleavage showing in the satin blouse. Bumfelt nuzzled her neck- smelling her sweet perfume. He slipped one hand around her back, the other encircled her pert breast, thumb circling the nipple, making it erect. He pulled her to himself, pushing his groin against her ass. “I said, get off me,” Ballsakey gasped, all hot breath and. ‘Turn around.’ Mark did as instructed, and was stunned by the sight in the mirror. A good part of one cheek was exposed through the torn, worn jeans. ‘Like it?’ ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘You will. Now let’s go.’ ‘Outside? In, uh, these?’ ‘You heard right.’ The older man said. He then walked over and stuck his tongue into Mark’s mouth, and Mark knew he couldn’t say no. They departed, and walked several blocks toward downtown. From behind, Mark heard a few gasps from people. And more than a few cat.