The conversation was normal at first, but Rocco managed to turn it into a more sexual direction, asking my boss, “So, Chris, are you seeing anyone t...ese days? Seeing the way that Jill’s all dolled up, for a moment or two I wondered if you and she were an item?”“Rocco!” Chris exclaimed as if telling off the Union President.“What?” Rocco replied. “I’m sure, knowing your reputation, that neither Jill nor Dave are surprised that you’d have gotten into her panties many a year ago if Jill was like. “Um, no not really. The one that I had moved on because of my crazy work hours at the restaurant,” she tells me.“Well, how crazy are your work hours?” I ask.“I usually work 5 nine-hour shifts and will occasionally pick up an odd shift if one comes open or the shift is shorthanded,” she says to me.“So, you usually work from 45 hours to 50 hours every week?” I ask.“Um, that’s about the size of it. However, I am financially fit. I use all that money that I’m making to pay off my house and car.”. I watched this car slowly pull up to my house and park on the street out front. I pulled up my pants and nervously headed downstairs. He started knocked when I has halfway down the stairs. My heart was pounding. I took a moment to gather my thoughts before opening the door to let him in. He greeted me with a smile and followed me over to my couch. He pulled down his pants and underwear and motioned for me to drop down to my knees. I was in shock as I had never sucked a dick so big. I dropped. Thoughts tumble through my head. How had she seen me? The room is dark and I'd stood well back from the window. What could she see? Could she see my hand beneath my skirt? Did she know I'd been staring at her? Does she know how I've lusted after her? And behind all the questions was a gnawing statement: "You've been summoned. You have to go. She's expecting you." I've always tried to be a good girl even if oftentimes I've failed and I had been very naughty watching and fantasising about her so.