I reached around and placed my hand on his miniscule cock. Again nothing. By now, he had his swim trunks in his hands. Using my free hand, I inserted ...y middle finger into his tight, presumably virgin, hole. Nothing. It was then that I knew he wanted me.I knew that I would never fit into him at his current tightness, so I eventually got 3 fingers inside him, loosing him up for the main event. Right as I was about release the beast that had grown inside my jammers, a family with small children. It was Thursday afternoon Mr. Bose and I were almost finished when Mr. Bose some how cut his hand really bad. So bad that he went to the hospital straight away. The next day, I got called into the office for a message from Mr. Bose saying that he would not able to work and that I would be on my own to do the Friday night cleaning and to lock down the building. Mrs. Brooks, the office lady, looked me as I finished reading the note and asked if all was alright and if I would be able to get. Yes, that really was all that it took.Mike and Tom went over, Tom asked to join them and was accepted, of course. Mike and Tom bought them drinks; they drank them. Mike and Tom flirted; they flirted. Both women were wearing the minimally legal party wear, low cut crop-tops, clearly bra-less, the shortest of short pleated skirts and very high heels. No stockings or tights. Knickers? Who knew?Gentlemen prefer blondes. Not blond Tom. He was a dark hair man, so Mike got the honey blonde. At first. My hands wandering around her back, her neck her hair. And her hands wrapped around my neck. As my hands reached her waist and started going down. She pulled back. I realized what I have done started apologizing but then she said ’’ Shh shh it is nothing, I have been waiting for this so long. If you are gonna go down on me it is certainly not gonna be with clothes on.’’ And she pulled her shorts down to her knees and I saw her blue colour panty. With a little hesitation I move my hand forward.