Shelia was doing the receipts, Tina was cleaning the front and I was in back washing pans. Sheila had just started seeing a new guy, lucky bastard, an... was in a hurry to get out of there. Usually after everything was cleaned and counted, I would drive Sheila to the bank night deposit (she had lost her license). But that night her new boyfriend came and picked her up. Sheila gave me the bag of money and asked for me to drop it off after Tina and I got done cleaning. She gave me the key to lock. An instant rush of unexpected delight hits me when I notice a peephole in the door and the movement of somebody just outside. You tell me to bend over and place my hands on the two wooden bench seats that flank the sidewalls inside the booth. There are eyebolts to which you lock my cuffed wrists. Behind me, you then help lift my legs so that I am on all fours and straddling the narrow width of the booth. After you lock my ankles in place, I realize my face is perilously close to the. .”Suddenly Amy spoke up, “Dad’s a really good musician and has an ear for languages.”Josefina perked up.“You are a musician, Brad? What do you play?”“When I was in school, I went on mostly music scholarships although I wasn’t a music major. I played most of the woodwind instruments, but most often I played bassoon. There was always someone who would pay you to play bassoon,” he said with a laugh remembering his days as a poor university student. “But these days I almost exclusively play. I was not in a mood for a missionary position. I turned her around she knew what I wanted, she always knew. She got on her knees and bent over. I positioned my cock to enter her pussy. I slowly thrust my cock into her. Radha was sitting on the bed and fingering herself looking at us. The phone rang. She didn’t want to answer the phone but she knew it could only be her hubby so she got up and picked up the phone. She kept the door open so she doesn’t miss out on the action. We heard her.