Mr. Dodd is just under forty and seems too preoccupied with my breasts. He's one of those blokes who talk to your chest, not so surprising, as lately ... have been shamelessly displaying a lot of cleavage. He's married to a, dowdy flat chested woman called Daphne, which might explain his fascination with my boobs.Mr. Dodd and I are usually the last ones out due to our seniority, and some evenings he comes in to my office for a so-called daily run down, where we discuss the day's business. He. I wondered about her thoughts and her possible dreams the previous night. Things had sure changed between us. I worried how long she would be satisfied with just me. Nothing big had happened between she and Tony I guess you could say, but something huge had happened between she and I.I said softly, "Good morning".It startled her and I wondered if she was thinking things that made her feel guilty. I wondered if she were daydreaming about Tony. I told myself I had to stop that."Good morning" she. At this point I had no idea if he was actually watching us at all.. or if he was, would he be offended, or was he getting off on what he might be seeing…however it didn’t make it any less exciting or horny! As DJ was gently sucking, wanking and licking my cock, she was asking me…”is he still there?…can he see us?…can he see your cock from where he is?” As this continued I watched the tell tale little shower of orange sparks as he stubbed out his cigarette on the outer sill of the open window,. Da, what?" Rodney simply stared at the two naked bodies."Tonight she his. Your wife belong to Kato and she want to be his woman," Sarge whispered. "She stay with him!"Michelle's head sort of rolled around and around on her shoulders indicating she was completely lost and drugged. Rodney noticed her eyes open wider and he caught the way she shifted forward, but not the way her legs spread to go around Kato's hips. Suddenly her mouth opened and Rodney heard loud, raspy sounds escape her throat..