It was a largish room, kind of like a nice walk in closet. I had been in the room before to get supplies but now there were mats on the floor. She clo...sed the door behind her. The full length mirror on the door made me wonder if this was where she had her other conquests. We stood on opposite sides of the mat from each other. I undressed while I watched her do the same. I was naked before she was and her eyes were riveted on the hard prick throbbing in front of me. Her huge tits sagged a. She moaned as my tongue circled around her hard, erect nipple. Squeezing with my lips, she groaned, pressing her breast into my face. "The other side is getting jealous" she said, laughing as my mouth raced to her other tit.Unzipping her jeans, I slid them down her firm thighs, past her well shaped calves to the floor where she stepped out of them. Now on my knees, I found myself looking at her panties, wet from her love juice flowing from her pussy. Slipping my fingers under the elastic band. The screen showed only the empty room, overexposed in full sunlight. I put my arms around Gloria, consoling her – congratulating her – I don’t know which; both. And as for myself, I felt only a shadow of my rage; something akin to an irritation. An annoyance one feels at an unexpected complication, tempered by the excitement felt at a prospect of something new.As I held her I felt her smile against my skin, “Thank you.” she said. I felt the slight weight of her as she fully relaxed against. This saves us a lot." How much is a lot?" Millions, really. We bill out all the mixed product shipping to the bakeries, not to the Lucas Company." Joyce seemed pleased with her explanation. My father didn't look happy, and neither was I. No wonder the Lucas Company profit margins were so high. They were free loading a good part of their shipping off on the bakery shipment costs."How is that a fair representation of the actual shipping costs?" My Dad asked the question. Joyce stopped smiling.