As I headed back to my office, I couldn't believe my luck. Today seemed like the perfect day. I had already gotten a great view of two different ladie... today. Though I did fell extremely horny now and couldn't wait to get home tonight to play with myself. I had a fetish for up the skirt pictures and had a few dozen favorites on my home computer that I enjoyed. With them and what I had seen today I knew I would have a good time tonight.Lunch time came and went and I still couldn't get those pink. He expertly mouthed my nipple with the right combination of sucking and caressing with the tongue, a feat he knows drives me wild. It was at this precise moment that he took advantage of my burgeoning desire and moved from soft touches to slipping a finger in my soaking cunt. I bit my lip to keep from groaning too loud as a second finger followed."No need to be quiet, baby, they aren't waking up," he whispered in my ear as he vigorously fingered me.I pushed him back and climbed off the counter.. I wanted his cock, and I wanted his cum inside me! By this time, it was so hotin my bedroom, Clay and I were both dripping with sweat. Clay reached up to wipe his face and forehead and when he did, I grabbed his hand and thrust it to the top of my head. I grunted at Clay, pull my hair! Right then Clay pulled out of me and told me to get on me knees. Of course I obeyed him. On my knees, I flet Clays HUGE mushroom head back at my hole, and slowly pushing its way through. Once all the way in, Clay. " So you are telling me that you saw my husband knocking off his secretary in New York ... what, it must have twelve years ago?"More like sixteen Debbie!" Christ, and you never bothered to say anything to me?" Oh, come on Debbie, and what would you have said if I had told you?" I'd have said thanks, and kicked the bastard out." No you damn-well wouldn't have. You'd have challenged Phillip and he'd have accused me of lying. He'd accuse me of having a bad attack of sour grapes, because he'd won.