My job is great, at least if I don't have to associate with patrons. Besides, my Slave was better acquainted with this type of business interaction. T...lking with "suits", if you will.I'm really taking my time getting to the good stuff. And if you haven't guessed yet, the good stuff is sex. Isn't it always?So, here we sat across a eight-foot round table from each other and I didn't even get a chance to talk with her. I got bored real fast. Not normally being a good conversationalist, those. He spent a long time sucking on her nipples and pulling her tighter to him then he put his hand inside her running shorts and rubbed her pussy. She was already wet and as he sucked a nipple her flicked her clit with a finger then grabbed it between two fingers and rubbed it as she let out her first moan. He then found her fuck hole and shoved his finger in her and as he now was sucking her nipples harder he was finger fucking her wet cunt. His cock was throbbing and he pulled down her shorts. He couldn't turn down the chance to place his hands on my butt and grab my cheeks somewhat hard right off the bat. "You like my butt, don't you?" "Yes." We made out for a moment and began sweating a bit even with the air vent running right above us. Dwight's head had to angle up a bit, so his chin slightly pushed up onto my chest right over my boobs. I couldn't remember any time we had done something like that before, since that last time we had gotten busted in that very same room all those. ‘At least the kid doesn’t know about the magic,’ Herman thought with menacing glee. ‘That’s one thing I’ll keep from him if it’s the last thing I do.’ Herman stuck his key in the lock, and started to turn it, when he felt something hit him on the forehead. The ‘something’ passed in front of his eyes as it fell to the ground. On the ground was a small square foil package. Herman recognized the condom immediately. ‘Where the fuck did this thing come from?’ He muttered under his breath. He looked.