Leo suggested we restock the shelves, there were some carts loaded with parts made in house. We inventoried them and got to work restocking. Hauling b...xes around the warehouse made for hot work, I took off my sweat shirt and kept at it. Lifting a box onto an upper shelf I heard Leo come down the aisle. "Hey! Those pantyhose you got on?" his voice echoed in the warehouse. With my arms lifted, my shirt had come un-tucked, exposing my mid section. I set the box down, embarrassed, trying to cover. "No, of course not," I replied, moving closer and brushing my lips against her cheek."Yes. Sometimes I think about guys." Who?" Usually just some stranger I've met at work or someone around. But I love you Paul. I would never, ever, ever do anything. I promise." What about the guy next door?" You mean Tom?" she asked slowly."Yes," I replied "Tom." She paused again."I've seen him looking at me," she said quietly."Do you like being looked at?" Oh Paul," she said, "don't let's ruin things. They're. I did as she told me.“Spread your legs wide,” she said. I again did as she told me; she was clearly going to be the one in charge tonight that was just a flat fact.She knelt between my spread thighs and just stared at my cock. I lay back and just waited for what I knew was coming. She touched my balls and lightly flicked at them even hurting me a tiny bit, but I said nothing: complaining at this juncture was not an option. She could’ve taken a hairbrush to my ass and I was have said “Thank you. My drink burned in my gut, and I thought, 'All right, she'll have her way. I'll give her exactly what she wants--and more.'Decided upon a pre-emptive strike, I leapt to my feet at the side of the bed. My head spun when I straightened, however, and I foundered against the wall for my balance. It was the booze. I waited to gather my bearings, undaunted and determined to dive right in while my temper was hot. Before I lost my nerve, that is.I walked to my dresser, and opened my junk drawer at the.