If I wanted the job before I now had another reason to work there. However, I was in a long term relationship and I knew that she had a steady boyfrie...d. I knew of her boyfriend because I overheard a conversation she was having with a girl colleague in which she disclosed that her boyfriend had an 8 inch cock and that she was enjoying regular sex. She was also some 20 years younger than me. Fate intervened when a night out for all staff was arranged and I learned that she had finished with her. Because the situation was so awkward, she made the boys go home before I could finish and I spent the rest of the day listening to a lecture about the evils of "being queer."I thought things had died down when, a couple of weeks later, I had my friends over on another Saturday. Danny and I got on my mom's bed with Susan between us and she jacked us both off. But before she could finish, wouldn't you know it, my mom caught us again! So besides the lecture about "being queer," I also got a. I loosened my belt, unbuttoned them, unzipped my fly and pulled my boxers down allowing my hard prick to spring free. I could feel the pre-cum that had built up over the past few minutes ooze from my pee hole and onto my fingers as I began to stroke. My belt buckle knocked against the door-jam at one point making a sound loud enough for her to hear over the TV. I took a step back with my left foot as I pondered a quick escape fearful of being found out. She didn't appear to notice me and. I knew that the formalities were now out of the window.“I’m fine, thank you. I just went to pick up some bits and bobs. I’ll be heading back home tomorrow to meet the family. How’s Shivani?”“She’s fine. Anyway, get in I’ll give you a lift, it looks like it will soon rain.”Unwilling to decline the offer, without hesitation, I entered. It gave me a perfect opportunity to clear the air. As always, Anjali looked ravishing. She was dressed formally. It was clear she had just finished work. It was.