And it’s harmless fun. There is no reason you can’t get exactly what you want right now.”She stood quietly. I seized the opportunity to kiss h...r again. She wrapped an arm about my waist. We kissed and embraced. My tongue parted her lips.“Fuck,” she said. “Fuck you. This isn’t fair.”“We don’t have to go out,” I said. “We can fuck right here.”“I’m fifty years old,” she said. “I’m not getting fired for having sex at work.”She pulled away and grabbed a notepad and a pen from my desk. She. " I felt around and she was very wet but her skirt felt dry. She started again and it didn't take long before I was getting close. I was harder than I could remember. As she started to move away I said, "You're not going to stop now are you?" She just scooted closer to the end of the tailgate and said, "Fuck me." Her skirt was up and her pussy was wet and ready. I got in and was fucking this tight little cunt with all my strength. She has one hand on my buns pulling me closer and the other over. Slow at first and then faster and harder. I couldn't contain myself, my mind reeling from the progressing events. I started to moan, softly and the harder he thrust the louder I got. I was lost in the moment and lost in lust. I even started pushing back against him the feeling was overwhelming. Slightly coming to my senses I looked up at the TV to see if anything had changed and I noticed something was different. Then it hit me, the woman on the TV WAS different as was the man. The man on the. I played with my nipples and made them nice and hard and fingered my pussy for a while. I wanted to make sure that my pussy was glistening with my pussy juices. Once I was ready, I called the fire department.Ring, Ring “Brookdale Fire Department.”“I have an emergency, I feel like an idiot, but my boyfriend and I got into a fight. I handcuffed myself to the bed and he left and I can’t reach the key.”“Giggles, what’s your address. I’m sorry to laugh, but we do get these phone calls every so.