“Hang on a minute,” I said. “Be right back.”There’s a kind of closet at the other end of the deck. We keep extra beach towels there for peop...e who use the pool or spa, oversized ones. I grabbed a couple and carried them back to where the woman was sitting, then spread the towels over the sleeping figure in the recliner.“Thanks,” she said.“Yours?” I asked.“Yes,” she replied. “He’s had a hard week. Lots of stress, you know? He wanted to stay home, but I thought we should come. We’re neighbors,. “Couldn’t you make more as a Marshal? I understand that farmers are notoriously overworked and underpaid,” he asked.“I think I can make more farming. I have several ideas to help increase our yields and the overall profit. Even if I didn’t, I have to be a farmer. It’s in my blood and my family has been farmers for as far back as we have records, more than a hundred years before the Revolution. I start getting antsy if I don’t get my hands dirty occasionally.”“I recognize you,” he said suddenly.. "I need to see you in my office."Rick raised an eyebrow, but followed. The traders to either side of him gave him a look as if they could figure out what he'd done wrong just by looking at him. Rick wished he knew. As Lamaze shambled down the hall in front of him, heads turned to watch them go. Rick ignored the querying looks and kept his eyes focused on the middle of the account manager's back.Lamaze lowering himself into his custom-made Steelcase chair was a glacial process and looked like a. She could feel the throb of his hard cock in her mouth and she enjoyed feeling some sense of control since her emotions were running rampant. She slowly took his cock in and out of her mouth, memorizing every inch, every vein, every bulge. Her hands began rubbing his thighs and her tongue began to slowly lick his testicles. He lets out a low moan and his eyes close. She smiles in her mind. She continues watching his reactions as she takes her tongue and begins exploring the shaft of his cock.