I took a quick final look in the mirror. Not bad, I thought, with a little smile on my face.***When I got to work, I noticed the usual appreciative gl...nces from several of my male co-workers as I walked down the hallway to my cubicle. What girl doesn't secretly enjoy that kind of attention?I was pretty busy in the morning, but after lunch, things started to drag, as it always did on a Friday afternoon. I was trying to decide if I was going to move back to my apartment tonight when my phone. And rang the bell, she opened and told me to come inside and sit as she was going to have a bath. And then we will go, As usual I would tease her and told her that can I join with you a for bath with a naughty smile. She hit me with love and said “You naughty boy want to join with me or want to have some fun”.I replied in a naughtily way “maybe both can have at the same time if u agreed and not in a hurry to go somewhere”. She looked at me and with a naughty smile said that work can wait and. You stole from the church, breaking a trust with them, and John. And for what? So you could gamble. Bring those tits over here”She walked over and to where I had sat down in my chair.‘Put your hands behind your head, and don’t you dare pull back”Then I proceeded to maul her fleshy globes. She was past prime and there was some sag, but not a lot and them were still plenty firm. I squeezed them, pushed them together, licked them, sucked the nipples, lightly bit the nipples, twisted them, and blew. Anyhow, he honestly suspected nothing untoward. He and Marilyn had been married for almost twenty years and she was a good Christian. He'd known George for more than a decade and he too was a good Christian, at least in Deacon Ramsay's eyes. Pimping wasn't a sin for him nor was coercing his immigrant girls to have sex a sin.He opened the door normally, quickly to full-width, to be confronted by the long, pale form of his partner, completely naked, his torso, hips and thighs enwrapped by.