She had been out of the office for a bit so I guess they had some catching up to do. I was sitting in one of the generic lobby chairs watching them on...and off, catching bits and pieces of the conversation. Actually, I was watching her Office Manager, Amy, as she was an attractive woman.Amy was in her late 20’s and a personal friend of my wife’s. She had hired her to work in the office but then promoted her to Office Manager when the previous one left. Today she was wearing a tight, form fitting. As you smile seductively...of what your lips are dying to taste of me...As you lower your lips...down on my now swollen head...I'll feel your lips glaze up and down my shaft...While you still play those love games of playing with your pussy lips...with your finger-tips...I get locked in trance as I watch your hips rise and down on your soaked finger-tips...while you suck on me...letting your soft round lips put on a show...for my hard cock to desire...My hips lock up...as I rise to meet your. ”“Thanks, Mack,” Ken answered. “We need a few minutes of peace and quiet. Can you cover our back door?”“Sure, Ken. No problem.”Ken headed to the back of the building, passing the storeroom and both bathrooms along the way. At the door at the end of the hall he tapped twice, paused, and then tapped thrice. A small, mousy character opened the door and greeted Ken with a hug.“Hi, Bennie, how’s the world treating you?”“Not bad, Ken. How about you?”“I can’t complain, and even if I did, nobody would. We have a new addition this year and they get their own little room, leaving us one room short; so this year i get to share a room, how fun.The car putters to a halt in the driveway. There are no other cars here yet, not that they will be far behind; "we" make it a point of pride to be here earlier than everyone else.Silently i get out of the car, i can hear my parents starting to talk but i ignore them. I close the door and walk to the boot of the car, clicking it open and taking out my.