I replied how hot she looked and she sent another this time just head down to the neckline of her dress and wow what a cleavage she was showing. After...a while, I had one final picture from her in which she revealed she had no underwear in. When I asked about her panties, Ana replied that under her dress she was totally naked.She did not tell me that her company that night was just Peter, one of her office mates, not the other girls who used to travel out with my sweet wife.I had met that man. I had her underwear in my left hand and my dick in the right. She hid behind the window and watched me do it. I did not know that she was watching me, however her way of treating me changed from that day. She used to make skin-to-skin contact more frequently. She was trying to hint me that she knew I want to have sex with her and all I needed to do is to take the initiative, she would not resist. But I never had the courage to tell her my feelings.Now she used to see me doing it daily. Finally. ’ ‘I don’t know how you don’t,’ ‘Why do you think my desk is position so my back is to it?’ It was true, I had been so engaged by the view I had barely even noticed the rest of the room, ‘Take a seat.’ I complied and settled into a leather chair positioned opposite her large mahogany desk, crossing my legs and folding my hands upon my knee, the image of professionalism, or so I hoped. I took a quick second to take in the room I’d been remiss in examining whilst she powered up her pc, filed away. As I watched him in action, I did not doubt that his sinewy arms were powerful. I was becoming more and more enamoured with Long John by the minute. John, as he had by now invited me to refer him, was a real alpha stud.Once he had unloaded all the stumps, John followed me indoors so that I could pay him. Hoping to retard his visit, I offered John a drink, which he gladly accepted. He did not appear to be in any hurry and leisurely sipped the beer that I handed over to him.Making small talk, I.