I sink to my hands and crush her beneath me before sinking, plunging recklessly, forcing my stiff prick deep into her cunt. Her cries fill my ears and...she claws at my back, eyes spilling forth tears as I smash myself into her over and over again. Her thrusts meet mine and she bucks and twists, forcing me deeper into her with every dig of those claws, every turn of the hips. The wet slapping sound of sex and muted cries fill our ears now as we move to meet our crescendo. A joint explosion of. I was flattered, but confused.I remember how it all started."Dennis? Could you please do me a small favor?"I was sitting at one of the tables in the break room having lunch. I assumed that she wanted to borrow a chair or ask me to move to another table. "Sure. Anything." Would you sit with me while I eat lunch?"All I could do was nod. A few minutes later I was still trying to figure out what was going on. Other employees noticed and a few quiet comments were made. As was my nature, I did not. I was completely mortified. The bar tender was rubbing his penis through his trousers as he listened about me drinking the bowl of cum. I was completely embarrassed and humiliated.When my husband finished he said to the bar tender. "I think she needs another drink" It took a few seconds before I realised what he meant. I looked at him horrified. "Let's go into the office." the bar tender suggested. The bar tender, whose name was Pete, led the way. My husband pushed me towards the office. Once. ‘Hm… I have no idea,’ responded Maria with a humorous look of shock on her face, ‘everything looks so good!’ Thomas tilted his head up slightly and glared at Maria, ‘I’m looking at something better,’ he retorted. Maria looked up at him with a look both of playful disappointment and a slight smile. ‘I can’t tell if that was extremely cute or extremely sexual,’ she began, Thomas smirking to himself, ‘but then again, knowing you, it was probably more sexual, wasn’t it?’ This made her boyfriend.