“Can I just hold and wait for him?” I asked. “It is important that I speak with him as soon as possible.”“Oh here he comes now.” She said....“Jim your wife is on the phone and need to speak with you.”Jim stepped into his office and picked up the phone. “Hi honey, what’s up?”“Jim can you talk?” I honestly felt a level of relief just being able to talk with my husband. Being here alone with Richard actually frightened me on some level; having Jim on the phone alleviated my fears slightly. Although. A bit too nice looking curves to his ass which were not bubbly large but surely on the fuller side and it wobbled when he walked around. Sure sexy and inviting for attention his ass buns looked curved slightly upwards and then round and hard.A perfect show even with his pants on in less than 10—12 days of our first meeting, I was kind of preferred customer and nobody ever bothered to ask me about my age or ID, thanks to Kashif of course. I was not totally virgin and had already 2 opportunities. My father was tall over six foot tall well built even in his later years.The gray in his thick black hair just made him seem more powerful. I gotmy looks from my mother's male side. Like her I was small framed andshort only 5'4", and rather ugly. Like most of the men from her family. Ihad a huge nose, thin red hair and huge ears, I sort of, looked like theguy on Mad magazine.My looks were not the only things that disappointed "Big Tom", he hatedmy personality even worst than my looks. He never. Is this an earthquake? Am I dreaming? Am I on a boat? He though in his head.As his vision came to focus, still drunk from all the booze, suddenly his eyes meet with an unknown female.He notices that she was moving up and down up and down, and also notices that she is naked or as it seemed.As she is moving up and down, Charles’ eyes pan down on this unknown female to see Mike fucking this girl missionary style.Just as Charles says, “Mike! What the Fuck are your doing on my bed!” fully awake.