As you ground yourself into a frenzy, you pulled me into your breasts with both hands full of my hair. It didn't take long for your body to began it's...parade of orgasms. In the blink of an eye, you lifted yourself off of me and squirted all over my stomach and chest. With your moans echoing loudly throughout the empty car, you lowered yourself again on my hard cock. You fucked me even harder this time. Your body was a quivering mass of hot flesh. "I'm going to cum in you bitch." I said in a low. She was about my age and position but her looks and the way she carried herself got her known in the system. We worked in the same team and it had been about 6 months of being in the same team. We were in meetings etc together never really worked together. We knew each other but were not friends. Then came this assignment of moving in and doing an detailed due diligence of another team.I was to do that by myself but after some prelim discussions we figured that the timeline was to be cut in. I might discover, folded up and sealed with a handful of mothballs and left on an upper shelf, the real him. I'd just take a moment, I told myself, just a glance.The second to top shelf was just about his eye line. I had to teeter on my toes. At its rear, behind, his collection of hats, were a dozen black video cases. I wouldn't have paid them any particular attention except that the paper labels had been removed and in their place, he had lettered in red marker pen, the spines 'B1' through to. INSTALLATIONThe morning passed in mundane chores, I had supplies to get, the fence needed painting and I had some letters to write, bills to pay etc. Throughout the day at odd moments I would recall April, each time I would get a tingle of excitement and anticipation. Installation is always a thrilling process for me. However the mundane has to be kept up, a large part of my survival tactic is simply to be boring. Not I hasten to add in any way a “loner”... that just gets you labelled as.