I was having dejavu all over. "That your name, sir?" "Ya, that's me." "Then I guess you ordered something, James," he said with a sly grin... Then it ...it me, his face, that grin, that smirk... ...and flashed in my mind was the image of him, standing over me, wiggling his cock in my face; my slobber dripping down the head of his cock towards my face as I sat on my knees, vulnerable and used... it was him! He must have noticed my recognition, because his grin slid away and he lunged at my throat,. I stayed quiet until Sherrie came back from the kitchen and went back in our bedroom. This time she didn't shut the door. I stayed where I was until I didn't hear any noise coming from where they were. What I did finally hear I wasn't sure if I did hear it. There were quiet little moans coming from the bedroom along with the little giggles people make when they are being tickled.I silently walked to the bedroom door and peeked around the corner. What I saw made my heart sink down to the bottom. He called to check on me but more importantly we got a call and had to go out to a tower.He told me he would be over to pick me up in 15 minutes. I finished drying off quickly and went out to meet him. He picked me up in our work van and we headed out to the site. He asked me how I was feeling. I was super hung over and not looking forward to working. We got to the site and he told me to hop in the back of the van and grab the wrenches out of his tool box. I went to his tool box in the back of. He quietly walked towards her knelt down caught her waist n turned her towards him. She expressed shock but he planted a kiss on her navel. She caught hold of his head n pushed it more towards her navel n let out a moan. I could see that he was kissing the tummy area n slowly untying the knots. Then he got up slowly planting kisses from navel towards her breasts. He was playing n toying with her huge melons which he got it free from her blouse n bra. He started sucking the well rounded n.