They turned around and their jaws dropped to the floor. Mrs V looked amazing. She went and made two cups of tea and gave them to the gardeners. She no...ticed a tell tale swelling in their jeans. Both had a semi hard on. Mrs V turned and went back to the kitchen. Mr V was also there. His cock was rock hard. Mrs V whispered into his ear.They both went back into the dining room and Mrs V set up a chair by the patio doors. She took off her pants and sat there legs wide open. The gardeners just stared. My share needs to stay at 50% else we can't afford our overseas fund, so we have to reduce your share of the time. Every 1% of the time allocation is worth 1% of 20% of $5 million, or $10,000, so if you wanted to put $100,000 in each of Julia and Carol's names, for example, then you'd have to give them 10% of the labor each, so the time share would be 50/30/10/10. I don't imagine you'd want to give Donna more than $10,000 per year, so there'd be no need to involve her in this, but Vanessa and I. I said, “you need to clean it well”. Eva nodded and started using the foam to give me a nice warm hand job. In the meantime I foamed up her bush and started playing with it intently. I soon used the shower to wash off the foam of my dick and said to Eva, “well now that you have cleaned it you need to show some love towards it like how I did.”Taking my cue Eva went down and started kissing my dick, clearly this was new to her. She then started licking the entire length of my dick sending. Right on cue, the door rattled. Turning her head, she saw the handle rotate. Her ears pricked up as she heard the muffled clatter of clinking china and the squeak of a wheel in need of oil. Someone knocked."Crap! The caterers…" she shrieked.Her heart missed a beat, yet she tingled with excitement at her depravity: fucking in the boardroom with a meeting imminent and caterers at the door. How delightfully wicked.Throwing back her head, she cried, "Give me more, I want more."His head popped up, a.