He nodded to signal that the conversation was concluded.Every so often I had to stop and think how lucky I was to be Sammy Oldham, nephew of John Oldh...m. Wednesday morning was one of those times. When I walked into the accounting department I had three accounts payable clerks vying for my attention. All three females offered me a place to sit in their cubicle. I couldn't choose one over the other two so I said I would spread my visits among them, starting with Miss McGomery because she was the. She didn't have to do this. Her boyfriend had ordered her to give me a blowjob, but she still didn't have to do it. She could have lied or gotten out of it some way. She was doing it because he had ordered her to and she was excited about being ordered.Before I came I pulled out of her mouth and tried to get on top of her telling her that I wanted to fuck. She was having none of that, her orders where a blowjob damn it, and that was what I was going to get.I did play with her tits while she. It’s always a woman, ain’t it? This one was particularly vicious, though. She had used me to make her boyfriend jealous. It had succeeded beyond her wildest dreams, too. She lay in a pool of blood next to me, her head split open like a cantaloupe by the crowbar I was now grasping in my right hand. I got up, groaning as I did so, feeling pain in places I didn’t even know I had. I reached over and felt her body. It was still warm so, I hadn’t been out that long. Staggering to my feet, I made my. “I’d almost forgotten how good this is,” I chuckled, pasting my face with the rather large gusset of her undies.“Some things never change matey,” she answered. “That meal your mum did for us last night was epic, so good to be back where a proper meal exists beyond Moule Frittes. Anyway, now normal service has been resumed in my diet, you going to shag the arse off me as usual Jim?”“Your arse’d be easier to find Gran, as long as you turn over,” I ventured.“OK give me a hand,” she responded,.