Her name was Yvette. 5' 1" w/ medium-brown Jamaican good looks, full 34-C cup tits, and being a booty lover she revved my engines every time she went ...y my work-area. None of that "junk in the trunk" nonsense, her butt was noticeably curvy. Boy, did I notice.I worked up the nerve to speak to her, and before long became platonic friends. Naturally I wanted more than friendly chit-chat, but being single and not too sexually experienced at the time (horny as hell, though) I didn't want to be. I was provided with a copy of the company dress code, (which I knew fromDad some of his female employees grumbled about,) but I thought nothingof it as I understood the men at work didn't have a problem with it. SoI didn't bother to read it.On my first day at work there were 25 of us. I was introduced to mycolleagues as the managing director's son. This meant that apart fromthe fact that my colleagues were mainly women I was further isolated dueto my father owning the company.Then the other. In horror she watched the man pull his cock from his pants, she was inexperienced at doing what Tom was wanting her to do, and had no idea where, or how to start. In the five years of her marriage she had only tried taking Tom into her mouth twice and each time she thought she would choke, and the one time he had cum in her mouth she had spit the foul, bleach tasting fluid out. The taste had stayed with her for days even though she had mouth wash repeatedly. And now she was in a porno theater. I would get about one third of the way in and get stuck. However, even that set her on fire and she would cum on that third. Then, before I came, she would ask how much of it she had taken. I would show her and she would say she was sure she had it all, and then jack me off as she watched me cum. Even the few virgins I have had also took all of it from the get go. Not a big deal if the male takes his time and makes sure they are ready before entering them. In these days of tampons and dildos.