That would simply be nauseating!” I am in my late fifties today, and always smile whenever I reflect upon those words…*Many years ago, when I star...ted my very first job I was employed in a clerical position as an assistant buyer. The business that employed me was a chemical engineering company and most of their customers were either in the dairy or fruit juice industry. My immediate superior was a lazy arse-hole named Lesley. From day one, I did all the work and if he wasn’t strutting around. Theyseemed to be as curious as I was. I would guess a lot of kids did thesetypes of things when they were young.On a number of occasions, they would be wearing skirts with petticoats,and that just added to the fascination. It was like a bonus when thathappened because I got to see something I shouldn't in addition to theirpanties, when they only got to see a pair of plain old white Jockeyshorts. On those occasions when they were wearing skirts, they wouldfirst lift them up to reveal their. At the same time my orgasm was so intense I almost forgot I had a mouth full of cum and a little dribbled across my cheek, looking up at my phone the guy was using to video me, I opened my mouth to show what a big load the stranger had kindly given me, then swallowed, with a big smile on my face I said to camera "was that dirty enough for you darling" I then laid my head in the strangers lap with his bare spunky cock just mm from my lips and continued my piece to camera "that was fucking. That is, if that's what you can call the abuse she was sending my way . The swelling in my knees was gone but they were still sore and it was still painful to use them. My wife, who had recently turned into the "Mistress of Pain," didn't seem to care about my discomfort.It had been my displeasure, three months ago, to have one of those freak accidents you only hear about in urban myths. We had just arrived at the grocery store to do some shopping. It was one of the few things we still did.