HR got on it right away and brought in candidates. They screened out the least capable, and in my few spare moments I interviewed the cream of the cro....Which is where Martha comes into the story.She was my last interview. I took one look, and had to fight to complete the interview. She was so beautiful, I could have stared at her all day. I hate to say it, but she would have had the job regardless of qualifications.Ah, but her qualifications...She had attended the same school I had, and came. The bounce of the bed helped propell his movements. I could feel that I was close, and I was pretty sure he was too going by the intense look on his face and the sweat that covered both our bodies. Suddenly he slowed down and pulled out of me completely. I cried out and looked at him with a begging look in my eyes. He smiled at me, leaning down, lowering my legs. He kissed me deeply, our breath tangling together. He guided himself inside me once again, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. My. I'm certain that my not being jealous had something to do with her deciding such. But the fact that when she came home, I'd take her into my arms, and consume her in a lust-filled moment of passion, knowing this guy's cum was still deep in her fuck-hole, that may have influenced her newfound freedom as well. With one exception, being the one time that when she returned home, there was no cum dripping from her pussy; because frankly, it was in her stomach! Kissing her, I'd noticed something. He kissed my neck and said I was the first man he had ever fucked and I was the best fuck he had ever had. I fell asleep without either of us moving.I woke before Bruce and got up, needing to take a shower to wash the dried cum off my chest and stomach, and out of my ass. I was just finishing washing when Bruce joined me in the shower. We started lathering him up and washing him. I told him I didn't know what to think about last night, but I knew I enjoyed it. I said, as I started stroking his.