Sullivan." Oh Brian, Brian. What am I going to do with you." She smiled. It seemed like she was flirting with me but I never felt all that comfortable...around women so wasn't really sure. "Well at the very least come over here and fix my computer." Yes, ma'am." I said as I walked into her cubicle and behind her chair. I leaned over her and took hold of her mouse and tried to open a browser. Yup, no internet. I opened the network configuration window and saw it wasn't connected to the internet.I. " You had sex on the hood of a car in the middle of the day?" I was amazed."Yup. Middle of the day, middle of the lot. I think he was just pissed because we dented the hood of a car he had just sold. You should've seen it. There was a perfect imprint of my arse on the hood of that Chrysler. Anyway, he hit me and I left." Did he fire the salesman?" I asked, trying to find some sort of sensibility in a totally insensible act."No, he wouldn't sack his own son."I sprayed coffee across the table.. Here it was almost like a desert and everything was brown, hopefully, she could get to the tower before it got too dark. The landscape seemed easy enough to traverse at least on the way to the tower it did.After what was only about a 15-minute walk she reached what she assumed was the front door of the tower, it must have been closer than she thought to have made it in that amount of time. Hopefully whoever or whatever inside was kind enough to at least let her stay the night and hopefully it. You can’t forget the initial deep breath when she first allows his entry into her either. That’s cock hardening within itself. But I have to say the most sexual and erotic moment of sharing my wife, for me, is when she takes his powerful cock in her hands. The way she delicately feels his full length, his girth, his curve that makes her cum, and his man balls that fill her.I stand watching, rubbing myself some ten feet away as my wife of fifteen years buries her head at the base of his.