The office belonged to Liz and she was still there.Everybody usually went home at 5:00, and the adminstrative building was always empty by 5:30. Yet h...re was Liz, working late in her office, all alone in the deserted building. As Brian stopped to watch her, he could see that she was totally engrossed in her work and oblivious to the fact that he was standing in the hallway, watching her.As he spyed on her from the shadows of the darkened hallway, he looked her up and down and admired what he. ” “It’s French.” I step to her and slide my hands along her sides, over her curves, up to her neck. She relaxes into a kiss again, her hands clutching my arms, her breasts pressed to my chest. Her pulse is heavy enough to mask that mine is slow and steady. I breathe in her scent of coffee, sugar, and cream. Her steady hands find the buckle of my belt and she slides the leather from the brass and then the zipper pull down the row of teeth. She watches as she shuffles my pants down and one. The look on my face must have been priceless.The first picture was of Marlene, she was in one of her ball dresses, but this wasn't what I had ever pictured her as. The straps of the dress were pulled done exposing those ample breasts. A man, not Fred, was sucking her right one while fondling the left. The dress was hiked up around her waist where another woman's head was between her legs, apparently licking her pussy. My dick began to harden as I to look through the pictures that were lying. .if he was referring to the food or me....lol...he smiled and came in and gave me a peck on my cheek...and walked over to the table and fiddled with the matches to light the candles on the table...I was feeling all romantic when I set the table...I had cinnamon and apple incense burning..and I felt down right dirty...as looking at that broad back....this wonder standing with his back to me....All I wanted was to....and my daydreaming was suddenly halted as he turned around and grinned at.