We have spoken with the six men named, and they all denied that anything was inappropriate, especially anything sexual. He asked if I had anything to... say, and I began to cry and said, “No, I don’t have anything to say. I heard a rumor, and I’ve been upset. My husband has been a real comfort to me”. The boss said, “You can go back to your desk for now. We will continue our investigation and let you know what we decide, probably tomorrow”. I thanked him and went back to work, feeling a bit. This caused Jared to quickly dash about the dining room as he tidied away some dishes, closed down the scraps bin lid, wiped down the bench area, lit two candles on the dining room table, dimmed the lights then finally hit the ON button of the stereo system’s remote control.The softly lit room Jared was standing in was suddenly filled with the strains of Celine Dion singing ‘All The Way’ with Frank Sinatra. As Jared listened to the music he looked down at the lovely suit he had on then quickly. In the corner of my eye, I saw his cock slowly hardening. I felt trapped for the most part.“Look at me!” His order hammered into me. I had to turn, I couldn’t stop myself, but I didn’t lift my head.“Before you drop to your knees and blow me, strip off those pants. I want to see your pink panties.”“How the hell did he know not only that I was wearing panties, but that I put on a pink pair!” I thought furiously and realized there was only one way for him to know, my wife told him! I felt. Grabbing her ass with both hands, he lifted Brittany and pushed her up against the bathroom wall. Lifting her up, he violently licked and sucked each of her nipples, taking as much of each tit in his mouth as he could.Brittany was on fire. Reaching down, she guided his hard, stiff cock into her warm, waiting pussy, now so wet that she could hear the gushing of its juices as his entry split her apart. Tre' began heaving and thrusting, shallow at first, then deeper and deeper. To Tre', Brittany.