Everything went normally, what with the usual Monday Madness of cleaning up from the weekend and getting ready for the week’s news. Still things cha...ged at the morning break.I was sitting in the break room with some of the rest of the ‘Breakfast Club,’ a group of secretaries and assistants who took breaks together. I was decidedly the junior member, but nobody seemed to care, and we were all women. The break room was an oversized glassed-in office that was never actually used as an office. It. . the money ... did some good, didn't it?"I would have continued but the lights went on inside Elizabeth's head. "You're Kevin! That Kevin! The Kevin who got shot trying to save John Gray!"He is, Hank. That's the boy who got shot in the head trying to tackle that Muslim who killed the President." She went on and on, lionizing my bravery, sacrifice, and American spirit. I sat stoically. Having that kind of attention is embarrassing, but people are people, are people, the world over. As long as I. "That was wonderful, Carol," she purred in her ear. "You were spectacular." "No, sugar," Carol whispered. "You were spectacular. I think we have something special here and I want it to continue." "Me too," said Jayne. "We'll find a way, but I have Robert to think about. I love him dearly for allowing me an opportunity to experience this." Their eyes turned to Robert. He sat in the chair, his pants down around his knees and his cock in his hand, the thick milky cum draped along the shaft of it.. Pre-cum had seeped through the thin wool and, rubbing the head, she huskily whispered that she couldn’t wait to taste me and feel my hardness sinking deep into her swollen pussy. What a way to start a day! I don’t remember much about what happened at work, I was too busy counting off the hours till I’d meet Claire at the station for the ride home. Every time I thought of her touch and kiss and the incredible electricity between us, I got hard. It got so uncomfortable that I went to the toilet.