" I suddenly felt cold steel against the back of my wrist and heard a clicking sound. I looked down and saw she had just cuffed my arm to the armrest ...f her chair. "'Cos you're not going no where now!" She chuckled."Thank god, I don't want to go anywhere!" I thought to myself and smiled at her."Me, on the other hand, is going home though." She grinned a big smile."Oh.." I groaned, my smile being wiped off my face."I'll see you when I come back into work." She chirped pulling up her tights and. But once I had started looking at Mrs Hubert in the flesh I came to notice her in the videos too. There she was: ten years younger, on the beach in a sensible one-piece navy blue swimsuit, but I could see the tops of her breasts and the fleshy beginnings of her arse at the top of those dumpy legs.It occurred to me that behind that drab nylon sheath lurked nipples, a navel, pubic hair and - for God's sake - a cunt. She was a fully working woman with all the assets a man could want. And even. .. mmmm my favorite place to be. This long dick was taking no mercy on me and was all the way in and all the way out. I didn't have a cock in my mouth this time so there was nothing to muffle my moans. "Damn you even sound like the sluttiest one I've ever had." He said as he found new space inside me with every thrust. He was fucking me so hard I was starting to lift off the ground every time he was all the way in me, but I was just a twink hole in his arms to fuck as he would effortlessly pull. ‘No, Darla. I just can’t.’ ‘Why don’t you come back, we will even give you a raise.’ ‘It’s not money, Darla. It’s just not money!’ She looked at me oddly. ‘Then how about if I tell Cary that Amiko is off limits?’ ‘Some things can’t be put back, Darla.’ Her expression changed, got dark. ‘You are crazy!’ Then she stormed out. I heard the big limo start, drive off. Maybe I was being crazy? I drove back to the cafe. I was wondering why Darla would come all the way down here to try and get me to.