She left and I asked Ella what she would like to do. “Let’s sit out back au naturel and talk about the kids at school.” she suggested and we wen... out to the porch and stripped before sitting on the settee. We chatted and I made her use as many French words as she could remember to describe school, her teachers and friends.I had developed a semi as the warm breeze wafted over my cock, when suddenly I became aware of a shadow falling across the settee. Looking over my shoulder I saw Mrs Morgan. You feel yourself getting hard. You'd never suspect something quite like this could make you hard. Then again, how could it not. You give your boss a look. "She's quite something. Where did you find her?"He laughs. You wonder why he's laughing. "That is my wife." Shit." you say under your breath."Look." He goes on. "Any company can provide whores. Our clients stay with us because instead of whores we give them something special. I, personally, give them something special."You glance back at the. After I had peed I saw a pile of clothes lying in one corner of the bath, I immediately went to the heap and saw that it also had 2 pair of panties and bras lying in them. I picked the undergarment and began smell them, I got so engrossed in that that one of my hand automatically went to my crotch and I began playing with my dick in one hand and with other I was smelling the panties. One of the panties was wet at a place where there is pussy. I just licked it with tongue it was a great taste.. Here take these cups and go on in."Beall stuffed his shapeless hat under his arm and carried the handless mugs into the next room where Mansfield Clagett sat before a large cherrywood desk that had a hutch-top almost touching the dark-beamed ceiling. Mrs. Clagett followed with her teapot, filled both cups and then left the men alone. Clagett and Beall nodded to each other and drank for a few minutes, warming their hands as well as their insides."Came to see about your roads," Alexander Beall.