I sat down at the dining table pulling on the sweaterthat always hung on my chair. The mail contained nothing of interestand I tossed it into the can...to be recycled later. A "ding" from thekitchen told me the pasta was done and I prepared for another evening ofreading and loneliness.When the phone rang I was deep into a mystery novel with strong lesbianovertones and I hated to leave the Victorian age to pick up the twentyfirst century device. I talked, listened and then chuckling agreed todo. Tim started to feel the pain in his body already. Nancy sat beside him and slowly started to rub Tim’s cock. Tim noticed that what felt good at first actually started to hurt. Nancy began to stroke his cock and Tim started to wither in discomfort. Nancy started to smile and said, “You feel that Tim?” “Fells good huh?” “Your suffering brings me pleasure!” Nancy began to stroke Tim’s cock faster and faster! “You better hold off cumming as long as you can,” Nancy said. “Because thanks to the shot. CIC has G and A costs that are a little low."A moment later, Stephanie came in grinning. "We have two people coming in this afternoon. The shop is buzzing about the hot lady who seems to know more about the business than they do."Lisa giggled. "It's nice to know this old married woman can still attract someone's attention."Stephanie, we want to go over hire dates and pay rates. Where is that information?" Melody has that in her office somewhere. We can run payroll after we enter the hours but. " she began, I covered her mouth with my hand."Not a word, not a sound, understand Lainey?" I said sternly. I kept her eyes locked with mine. She nodded.I rolled her nipples. Listened as she gasped. Her body was tight, strained. I just kept looking into her eyes."Let me tell you how this works," I said, never breaking eye contact, "your husband Jim teaches art at the local community college. Problem is that his idea of personal tutoring is very personal and involves motel rooms." She looked at.