Chalmers that I'd been expecting, it was a small, plump 40-something woman."Oh excuse me, Mr. James," she said in a familiar voice. "I know I shouldn'... have dropped in unexpectedly." Not at all ... Mrs. Ibarra?" I ended in a question, though I had little doubt of her identity."Please, its Edwina," she reminded me."Of course, please come in!" I stepped aside and waived her in. "I was expecting the technician for the internet company to be coming by. When the doorbell rang, I thought you were. He held my mouth open and forced me to swallow every last inch of him. He said "That's a good little slut. Now keep taking me all the way in, swallow my fat fucking cock you whore. Just like that!" He pulled his cock all the way out, barely gave me a moment to catch a breath, then rammed it back down my throat again. Every time I managed to open my eyes I was either looking at the head of his dick coming right at my face, or looking at his groin shoved into my face. He was ramming his cock into. His cock head was gorgeous as I started licking and sucking him. As I brought him to full erection, I asked if he would be willing to fuck me. When he said yes, I could only smile. He stood up and I laid out on some pillows on my bed, telling him to lube me up. He probed my ass with his oily fingers, then he pushed his now 10" cock head at my hole. He gently pushed against my willing man cunt, and his cock just popped in. I gasped with pleasure as he slowly entered me. Two strokes, and he. Sam entered, his red hair hiding his age as usual. It gave him a whimsical look that belied his attention to detail. He was holding an opened postal package. Everything was opened nowadays. The anthrax scares had seen to that. ‘More problems?’ she asked, indicating the package. Sam smiled, something rare on his face. He was usually overly serious. ‘Something not unpleasant, I think,’ Sam said. He placed the package on her desk and uncharacteristically stayed for her reaction. She pushed aside.