Gerald was in his mid-thirties and was married with two kids, both of whom were girls. Gerald worked in our maintenance division and was without equal... at his job. He was always referred to as Mr. Fixit because there was nothing this man couldn’t repair.My relationship with Gerald didn’t get off to a great start. I was employed at a company as a junior buyer, having to make sure that orders were delivered to our premises on time. After a month at the company, Gerald stomped into my office and. The first step is to admit it. Come on, say it. "I am a sex addict."Alan: OK, OK. Um, my name is Alan and I am a sex addict.Group: Hi Alan, welcome.Charles: Do you want to tell us what brought you here?Alan: Well, um, actually it was my fianc?s idea. She thinks I have a problem with sex addiction.Charles: And I take it you don't think so?Alan: Well, it's just little things that are bothering her. Like, she, um, she says I spend too much time on the computer since I joined this sex fantasy. Yes the same old truth or dare that brings out the excitement in many people to explore fantasies and what they like, so we started with simple questions as usual, but things got wild, there was heat in the moment, I had taken the risk to ask her does she enjoy being spanked in the public, my heart beat raised every second after I sent the message, I dint know how she would react, I dint know if she would even reply but then I received the notification, I got the message where she replied “who. There was a lot of noise from one of the cubicles and climbing up on the toilet of the other I managed to peak over the top. Fuck me another of our group was fucking one of the GILF’s. He had her bent over, her hands pushed out on the wall, legs as far apart as she could get them and he was banging away. It was actually quite a sexy sight. We were on a roll. Wayne, Tel, Me, Richie, big Di, to name a few and now Nige.I went back out and had my ear chewed off for going missing. The next.