I hated the idea of wastinganother full day at home, so I jumped on the quad and headed for thecloses shopping center to see if there was a pharmacy t...at sold anythingI could use to fix my problem. I wore a sweater and I was about to putmy jeans on when a voice inside my head started saying "In for apenny...".For the first few miles on the road, I worried that the drivers in thecars could see the blue thong peeking out of my jeans. More than once Itouched my waist to make sure that nothing was. " -- " Yes, he agreed to let Tony be my number one for a while, isn't that kind of him?" -- "Yes, I regret that the conference fucking got so far, I ought to been satisfied with the usual one night" -- "Yes, Tony and I are invited to the Managing Director for dinner at Saturday evening, I think I'll get promoted." And then some crap about clothes and gossip about one of their friends who have got some problems with her cheating husband.What bullshit, Tony will get "his share later" and "he is. And get back to it, cocksucker."When I had recovered my breath I went back to his cock. I was a bit reluctant, because I'd cum, and my arousal was spent, and this felt a bit embarrassing, but fair is fair.And Tim lay back and as he called me cocksucker I got into it and pretty soon he was holding me head as he thrust into my mouth and came into it. I took it, as he said I should, but discreetly spat out his sperm into a tissue. We looked at each other.I was pleased to have pleased him. But. "Yeah? What is it? You can say it." Tom said as he pulled me toward him so my ass was on the counter now. "Tom!" I cried out. "Sorry, you are just so fucking hot. I want to do everything there is to do with you." he said, his hands pulling off my shirt. And then he whistled. I had never had any man whistle at me like that. His lips were on me before I could reply. My hands slid around the back of Tom's head while I responded to his kisses with my own. Then I heard the sound of my zipper getting.