"I don’t mean no disrespect, buddy. It'll be OK." At five o'clock quitting time John tried to slip away undetected, but when he reached his car he f...und a grinning Leon standing there with his arms folded, waiting for him. "Hey, man, I’ll just follow you home, OK?" John looked glumly at Leon and nodded his head. Once in his car, he rested his head against the driver's window. There was a knot in his stomach and he was shaking. Feelings of anticipation and dread warred in his mind, threatening. That night it started very simply.I was lying in bed in my underwear and from out of no- where sheappears. She doesn't say a thing and just starts removing her uniform.I can feel my penis growing, stiffening, and becoming rock hard as shekicks off her shoes, pulls off her skirt and stares into my eyes as sheslides off the knee highs. She is standing in front of me in just herlily white panties and unbuttoned white blouse. She is not wearing abra underneath and I can see the inside outline of. I stood up and waslead to a spacious office, modernly furnished, with a - had it beensomething other than a smoggy day - outstanding city view. The nameplateon the door read "Kendra Jones."I sat in front of the glass and chrome desk waiting for the office'soccupant. A tall raven haired woman in a power suit walked in from thedoor behind me and shook my hand. She stood eye to eye with me whilewearing flats, and couldn't have weighed 120 pounds. It was difficult totell how old she was, for her. But this is not unusual. We are pretty comfortable around each other. I love her legs, nice smooth and tan. This woman is not bad looking, petite, around 45, maybe five foot five inches tall. Pert tits and cute little ass. Jet black hair and blue eyes. Terry was already buzzed when I got there. She gets like this when her husband goes out of town. She had been in the hot tub for a little while and was ready for company. We got to talking about shit and having a good time. We started to talk.