John had told Sandra about the threesome? I guess I didn't know him as well as I thought I did. It was one thing telling that kind of thing over a bee... to your buddy, but when his wife brings it up it's a little embarrassing.The evening was cool but clear. Dozens of little candles hung from the giant oak tree in their back yard, glowing romantically as dusk cast its evening shadow over the setting. A wrought iron table was set up beneath its boughs with a long white table cloth spread over it. I couldn’t hope to concentrate with him looking ripe for a stroke or another heart attack, so I grabbed the KY and some tissues. Straddling his outstretched legs, I kneeled down in front of him, tugged down his track pants and slimed his penis with lubricant. I gripped it with both hands like it was my favorite putter and then squeezed up and down its shaft. With my intertwined fingers clutching tight, I jerked and flailed his foreskin frothy with vaginal lubricant. Even his forehead blushed. She looked about my desk and saw my magazine, open to the same page, and stared at it for some time…conversation went silent, as she looked back me. I was in a trance, too mesmerized to talk staring at her feet right there I was too immersed to even notice she would know. it had now been silent for some time, she also watched her feet now and then, then, she said “ Do you like that ? “ and nodded again towards my magazine, now my heart pounding thinking of something to say, and before I could. Apparently he checked out my file and discovered my management background and qualifications. I didn't know it at the time but he began to sound me out for a move into PMT management. It was during that process that we became good friends if not best mates. Tim, a quite young looking chap, was in his early thirties and was second in command of the whole Traffic Department, not the junior that I'd taken him for.Six months after I joined PMT I started part time in the Stoke Traffic Office, doing.