"Stacy! Come here a second, would you?" With a pleasant smile, Stacy turns back and heads toward Dan, who steps partway out of the conference room. "H...y, you remember that bigwig from the other pharmaceutical company I told you about, the one that was coming today?" he whispers to Stacy, who nods in recollection. "Well, he's here now. I have to run back to my office and take care of something real quick, could you keep him entertained for a minute?" "Uh, sure," Stacy says, uncertain as to how. “What have we here?” The older man asked.“Hi. I’m Paul O’Dell, I called this week about two live Christmas trees.”“Oh yes! But you didn’t say you were bringing a parade.” He laughed a very jolly laugh. “When we saw you coming, I figured that we better come out here. The office is a little too small for this bunch.”“We actually have seven more at home.”“Daddy calls us “The Herd”.” Margaret said very proudly.“Seven more?”“It’s a long story. Now what about the trees?”“This is my son, Jimmy. He is. She and I had many a night, and often days, of sexual escapades. She had taught me the "finer points" of how to finger a pussy to make it juicier, to find the right way to find a woman's "G" spot, and what to do after I found it. She taught me how to eat pussy so a woman would cum within a short period of time, or even how to prolong her from cumming to make it even more enjoyable. She taught me how to fuck a woman's ass so it didn't hurt her as much when my cock was entering, yet making it. Alex let his hand roam further down her body, tracing patterns over her thighs. Her skin was firm, her thighs strong. His body tightened at the thought of what he wanted to do next. But Caitlyn was lacking in sexual experience. He didn’t want to frighten her but his body held an overwhelming lust that coursed through his veins. He slid up beside her and wrapped his arm around her stomach, his cock hardening. Caitlyn moaned and pressed her body into his, her ass parting for the thick bulge in.