She goes to the washroom,and wipes the pussy. She then sprays it with perfume, hoping to mask the smell.George is waiting by her office when she retur...s, and she gets her purse andthey then leave.After lunch, Maggie finds a note on her computer.There is a new directory, and it will have pictures from each encounter thatshe has. She decides to check it out, and sees that Mary is on from last week,and some interesting pictures of her pussy are there for this week. Sherealizes that this will be a. She tells me her name is Ashley and she and her husband have an open relationship and that he loves watching her get fucked. After a few days our chats start getting dirtier and dirtier. One day I hit her up: Me - Hey how you doing A – Im good, but horny lol M – me too ive been jerking off all day A – you should come fuck me undefined M – lol what? A – im serious lol. Were both horny and I need some dick. Ive never told you my fantasy? M – I don’t think so A – Well ive always. .. definitely wouldn't want that in your work sent items folder...Another false alarm. This time it was a guy called Carol (he said), been given the number by Rosie, apparently. Oh yeah, I thought – the wind generator guy, wondering how I could help. Turned out he was at Bowmere station, just come up from London, wanted to come and meet me if that would be convenient? I said something about the snow but he laughed in a way that probably meant something like 'wait until you've been here a few. He growled as my head went back and forth, my lips clamped tightly around his shaft, eager to milk his load right out of him. ‘Suck baby, suck’ he whispered to me. I felt a hand gently tracing along under my chin, then moving up, his other hand joined, and he took my head very gently in his hands, and started a slow, thrusting motion, gently fucking my mouth. My mouth was bathing his cock in a tight wet heaven of sucking, I could see his shaft, shiny wet with my spit, appear and then disappear.