I got lucky there,” he said.“And, so did I, get lucky I mean. That is one thing I do regret about marrying Jim in the first place. We were young a...d thought we had it together. But, then you came along and I realized, deep down I realized, that I’d made a mistake. Not because Jim wasn’t a good husband; he was good husband and a good man. I just didn’t love him enough to be a one man woman, not for him. Talk about shitty decisions,” she said.“Yes, well all water under the bridge. At some point. For about a minute, during that first meeting, my mind was reeling with possibilities. I'm single, but I make it rule not to date anyone on my team. Her job was far enough away that the rule didn't apply. Then I saw the rings on her left hand, and rule #2 took over. I'm not the kind of guy who hits on married women.I managed to avoid her completely for a week, but then I was looking something up in our manual to prove a point to a team member and I spotted an error that had been there for who. I reached down between his legs and took his thick cock in my hands. It was quite thick, very veiny and deep in thick dark curls. He lifted my arse off the hard wire seat and pulled my jeans and shorts down to the floor. Then he pulled my wind-cheater off and rolled my t-shirt over my chest and over my neck so it was round my shoulders. He started to work my nipples. At this a number of the guys in the cinema approached. I was pretty much naked in a room with mainly clothed guys. It seemed I. ”“What do you think l’m doing now,” he laughed, jerking his hips, driving his cock into her.“Not like this Daddy,” she said, “it’s too gentle, l want it like you fuck me in the shed, doggy style.”Ella wriggled he way away from him, quickly getting up on all fours, her bum raised and her legs parted. “Like this Daddy, it will be better than in the shed, you can fuck me hard and l don’t have to be quiet. Come on Daddy, be rough with me, l love it when you’re rough with me.”“You’re an insatiable.