I remember trying to tell him what happened." Erica touched her forehead. Susan really was a pretty girl."It's all right now," Erica said. "Everything...s all right." They heard someone behind them. Rebus stood there. His face was flushed with anger and drunkenness. He weaved unsteadily. He had an empty bottle in his hand."You little tramp," he said. "You took my son away. You're nothing but a whore." "But I haven't," Susan protested."You did, and I'm going to teach you a lesson." He started. He said he didn't mind and thought nothing other than what I looked like under my "business" dress for some time. I told him now he got a quick view, but if he wanted some in person he was welcomed over for a "staff meeting". I never knew the drive from the office could only take 5 minutes, as it usually would take me 15-20. My co-worker was invited in and we grabbed each other, we couldn't take any more time fucking around---I grabbed his hard cock and he grabbed my piercing. " Sorry if I got the wrong idea." You got the right idea... , I do what ever I want, with whom ever I want, if you want." she leans back in her chair, and opens her legs making her skirt ride up revealing her hair covered vagina, she put her hand down there and parts the lips opening her wet orifice revealing her clitoris, which she rubs, making her shudder, and then she closes her legs and sits up as her Boss comes out of his office, and sees Peter talking to his secretary, and calls him in. The orgasms were plentiful and non stop as each man took his turn with me.'Why are you here', a voice said, jarring me out of my sexual dream, as I sat down in the 'Circle of trust', as they liked to call it, I was the lone female in the group of eight men of various ages, 'My name is Frida', I said, emboldened by my recent sexual imagery about being naked, 'and I am a sex addict'.My voice deliberately dropped loaded with sexual innuendo, there as no doubting the message I was sending out to.