Donald moved forward and slipped his finger onto her arse crack through her black knickers saying “You are one teasing bitch”.Donald was the compa...y’s main driver, he’d been driving for 30 years for them, and he was 48 years old, married, 6’1”, black hair and a bit of a lad. As he ran his finger up and down Donna’s arse crack she looked behind her and lifted her head up, but never said anything. Donald moved his fingers under her and rubbed her throbbing clitoris as she slightly parted her. She sucked hard and fast, wanting him hard seconds ago. She stood, placing his hands on her tits and stole more kisses from him.“Wow, Wendy you act like a horny bitch that hasn’t been fucked for months!” Karen compared.“Sorry if I seem so eager. I want all of Dan as quickly as possible,” she breathed heavily. Taking another kiss from him, he caressed her in his arms. Her hands to the sides of his head, she sucked his tongue into her mouth.Dan cupped her soft face and slowly leaned to her lips.. There were three Cornish hens in the refrigerator. Looking around on the counter, Denise found the recipe that Dale had left out for her. She said, "This looks good. I think I'll fix up a nice romantic dinner with Dale."Gathering the ingredients, Denise prepared the Cornish hens. After she slipped them into the oven, she went to work on the side dishes. The note from Dale recommended green beans and she decided that she'd boil the green beans rather than steam them. Dale liked them either way,. “I told him I had a previous engagement to get to.”“Well, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind the two of us showing up,” Mandi says as she smiles wickedly. “How about it then?” she asks as she presses the button for the thirty-seventh floor.Veronica doesn’t answer as the elevator begins to rise. Her thoughts are a jumbled mess of chaos. Just who is this woman and how has she started such a fire in her? She is taken from her thoughts suddenly when the elevator stops and dings but the doors don’t open..