When I pulled up there was a middle aged white couple walking their dog. The wife was a hot ass milf; she was built like a brick house. The hubby was ...n the cubby side going bald, and looked like a wimp. After I came out of the restroom I headed towards the snack machine, I could not figure out what I wanted to snack on. While I was taking a lifetime to make up my mind, the white female walked over to the vending machine area. She spoke to me, and bought a cup of coffee. I was trying not to. I was also anticipating, a fantastic, full-body orgasm.Now that I was doing all the heavy lifting, my friend laid back. He gave instructions from time to time. "Rub my precum onto the tip. Long slow strokes. Grip by cock harder. Now faster." I obliged because he responded very well to what I did and my own cock was staying very hard with every order and every stroke of my left hand.I lay back with my eyes closed, and soon felt his hand on my cock pushing mine away. He had large hands and. I didn't want to go out into the hallway dressed like this if I could avoid it.I made it through until the three o'clock bell rang and Larry made up an excuse to leave. I was happy to see him go. If he had asked I would have helped him come up with an excuse.After he left, Becky came in and closed the door behind her and said, "Mrs. Hall, can I say something?"I was afraid she was going to complain about the way I had begun to dress now and I was nervous. I nodded and she said, "I just wanted to. He felt her fingers on his shirt pushing open buttons and pulling it away and off from his chest, her fingers moving over his chest, his silver gaze tangling with and staying on eyes gleaming bronze with heat even as he allowed his fingers to dwell below the lace, unconsciously licking his lips as his fingers slid over smooth, hairless skin to the very core of her where he could feel her heat and wetness pulse. He left his eyes on hers as his hand reached lower to cup her mons, feeling her.