The rest of the staff were a lot of venerable, old professorial types in their sixties. There was also a ‘team’ photo with all of them together. S...e was the only woman. Man, did she look out of place!Days passed and I continued to see her at the café, but not on every day. The days when she was absent made the place look and feel like an ornate picture frame from which a masterpiece had been rudely torn.Then one day, about two weeks after I had first seen her, everything changed.She did not. Betty had to look up, way up to see the big man’s face. He was huge, even bigger looking standing up than when he was on the bike. ‘Holy shit,’ Betty whispered with a little fear in her voice. ‘Is there a problem?’ Frank asked with a grin. ‘Uh…. Well, uh…. You’re a big guy.’ ‘So I’ve been told a time or two.’ ‘I’m not sure this is such a good idea,’ Betty whispered softly. She was having second thoughts now that her temper had cooled off and she had time to think. Not to mention, she was a. I must have been sleeping when I heard the front door slam and Jane call out "Dan I'm home, the office had to close as there was no power! Where are you?" My heart was pounding, what was I going to do? Do I try and hide, run past her quickly and hope she doesn't see or bite the bullet and wait for her to come and find me? Before I could make a decision the lounge door opened and Jane saw me sitting there in her sexy lingerie."What the fu" Jane stood there open mouthed staring at me. I just. I would wake up early to read and masturbate on that story, she did the same on mine. we also chatted on the phone both playing and cumming all those times, waiting for a chance of that second meeting.Finally that day came, we did the same set up of looking into an album after work.She came in and we both sat down in my office again, starting to look through the album, both wanting it to be done knowing what would happen after it. When we finally finished the album we closed it and put it.