I got up and called work on the payphone. Bruce (thank God) answered, and I told him that I wouldn’t be in. He didn’t ask why; he only wished me a...good night. I found that Kim hadn’t moved at all in the time that I had been gone.I picked my paper off the floor and placed it next to my coffee on the endtable. Kim didn’t react at all. I sat down and retrieved my coffee. I took a drink before starting to stare into the surface again.“You don’t seem to be the type to hurt women.”I shuddered. “‘Good. We kissed hungrily for several minutes when she said, “Would you like a nice blowjob? It’s my favorite thing to do. I love to be throat-fucked.”Not waiting for my answer, she dropped to her knees and took my stiff cock into her mouth. I took her head in my hands and buried my fingers in her soft blonde hair. She immediately started to bob her head on my cock so that it went down her throat with every thrust. She gobbled and sucked as I fucked her tight throat. After ten or fifteen minutes, I. As I entered that office, I immediately met up with the 3 co-workers I was going to work together with. Well, what can I say. There where 3 female co-workers, all above my age. To the right was a 56 year old administration director, she was in charge of keeping all administration on track. On the left side was a not so bad looking 40-ish soccer mom (literally, both her 2 sons where playing soccer, and I was bound to hear A LOT more of their matches played then I'd. He pleasured me for long moments, gathering his jumbled thoughts. "I haven't done ... this ... very often."I teased him with a laugh. "I should hope not, young man. Unless something has gone awry, I am the only mother you've got."The jibe worked perfectly, lancing his worries. I could feel the tension in his lean muscles fade away there beside me, and he redoubled his efforts. I shuddered, orgasming long and loud. My display was not entirely for his benefit; the sensations he elicited were my.