She was a 45 year old divorced woman from my local area. She told me she wanted to meet at a cafe, somewhere public, to talk about the ad.We agreed to...meet for a few minutes at a cafe in Hillcrest. I walked in and noticed her sitting in the terrace, sipping tea. I asked if she was it and she invited me to sit. She was a darker, attractive, muscular female with long, curly, jet-black hair. She said I was very attractive and that she did not expect me to look younger than my age. We talked about. There is a balding man standing behind the girl, he is looking down on her, studying her open blouse and fleshy bulbous breasts, he looks at me, caught staring, I smile again and so does he, we are fucking her together, stripping her of her modesty, and I hold her down while he seeds her, then I raise my ass to lick her clean and he plunges deep in to my womanhood, having miraculously gained another hard-on.I can taste the sweetness of her secretions, then the saltiness of his seed as she. I’m not a self-pleasuring lady, but for some reason, I found myself extremely worked up. I had my eyes closed when I heard a whisper, “Would you like some help?” I think I jumped about a foot. “Don’t let me interrupt anything,” George whispered as he casually leaned against the wall of my cubicle, smiling. I quickly stood up and pretended to be surprised. “You scared the shit out of me,” I scolded. I retreated to my office chair and collapsed in to it, spreading my legs and allowing my work. And the thing is, well… It’s at the overseas office, and she wants me to come.”“What…? You’re leaving us?” Audrey excited expression vanished as if it were never there.“Don’t say it like that.” He was still forcing a cheery face. “I promise we’ll video chat all the time and I’ll try to visit every few months--”“P-Please don’t go, Big Brother!” She jumped up, knocking her chair sideways to the floor. “I need you! Mom does too, right?!” She turned to her.The older blonde gave a sad smile. I do.