I knew who it was. I could smell her. ‘White Diamonds’ was what Beverly always wore. I have smelled it every night in my dreams since I’ve been ...lone. Then I heard the words. ‘David, may I join you?’ I didn’t answer. Then again, ‘David, please talk to me. David, I need to talk to you, please.’ I looked up into the eyes of my near ex-wife. She had tears in her eyes. I told her to go ahead and sit down but I might not be the best company in the world. ‘Dave, I’ve wanted to talk to you for three. I think I'll take him up on that. It would be nice to have a slave for a wife. She could cook, clean, make beds, entertain friends, and at night fuck my brains out. Yep, it would sure be nice to have a slave wife.Jenny laughed for the first time and it was music to my ears. "Slave, huh? Well, I'm gonna need lots of training, especially in the fuck-my-brains-out area. But seriously, how are we gonna do this? If you take me away, he can have you killed." I know something you don't. Leave it to. I couldn’t see Hope anymore , but I could hear the sound of feminine groaning and flesh slapping from the stalls on either side of me. I placed my feet on either side of the boys legs and started happily bouncing up and down on his cockA couple boys moved to the front of the stall and I could see them trying to feed me their cocks but I couldn’t bend over enough to get close enough to suck them and the guy beneath me wasn’t helping as he was just eager to fuck my pussy off. He just pumped away. I was the senior man in the department everyone came to me with there problems and when Jason, the new boss, told anyone what to do they always came to check it with me. Jason started trying to discredit me and make me look foolish every chance he got. I began hearing roomers that Jason was going to have me moved back down to a lower level job and bring someone else in to replace me as the senior. I didn't know if that was true but I was trying not to do anything at work to antagonize him and.