Then he heard the sound of footsteps over his head ... the same kind you hear in an apartment when somebody upstairs starts to move around a little to... actively. But this was a one-story building and the only upstairs was a roof that there was no outside access to. He just chalked it up to being tired and windy weather outside as he tried to focus again on his work.The sound caught his ear again, only this time it wasn't overhead — instead coming from a back room. There shouldn't be anyone but. “Grady, turn your back, I want to fix my lipstick.” I laughed. Boy, would the rumors be rampant when we left the office.Tom and Jim motioned us to sit when we entered. Both were surprised at the change in how Susan looked. She was suitable in the way she was dressed for someone who was an office manager.“Miss Jackson, I asked Grady to find a replacement for the department that he is in charge of. You are his choice. Is this something you could handle?”“I do. I’m familiar with the working of. Seeing them both like this was almost too much. I kept looking over at them like there was a buffet lunch later.Dad called me to the back by the cooler.Not a huge jet boat, but big enough for four adults to comfortable zip up and down the lake. We had meticulously restored it from a heap of shit and a bunch of fucking boxes of parts over the last winter.Two captain’s chairs by the dashboard and a seat on either side of the engine in back. The girls were on the bow, no windshield, just a small. Soon those two guys came and the other three jumped back in. I had never seen sex before. We went back to the pool. Soon the women came out and gathered up their stuff and left. We never saw the men again. A couple of weeks later the same thing happened. This time it was six different guys but the same three women. Three weeks later they had a fourth woman and it was eight guys. That time they fucked for two hours, and there was alot of sperm leaking from everyones pussy. Then one time me and.