It had been a long time since they had made love and she didn’t think that he had masturbated for even longer. She didn’t want things to go too fa...st so she slowed down. Her tongue unhurriedly licked his cock, making him harder than she had ever felt. Amongst his moans she thought she heard her name, but she couldn’t be sure. Nevertheless, going down on John was making her very hot. She didn’t realize it, but she had started to gyrate against the bed as she sucked her husband’s cock. His hips. Great, I though as I could move from booth to booth without much trouble of guys following me or trying to talk to me. I peeked into one booth to see a video and it was a good one, so I stood there for a few minutes just watching it while my cock got hard. Little did I know or pay attention to the fact that someone was watching me. By the time I noticed some movement a short white guy and entered the room and locked the door behind him. Now I quickly became defensive asking him to leave and. She had looked down shyly after finishing her speech, but I saw a little smile break out on her face and I just knew. I knew she could see my shorts tenting in reaction to her suggestion. ‘Is that a yes?’ she asked gently, looking back into my eyes. I nodded. She pulled on the towel and I followed. She walked backwards drawing me along. I followed her down the hall and to her bedroom. My heart quickened as she flicked on the light and pushed the door close. The click as she locked it made it. ’ My sigh was long and tired. This wasn’t a new situation between me and my boss. In fact, there was always some tension there. I hate to sound clichéd, but the guy was a chauvinistic prick. He honestly believed that I couldn’t do the job as well because I was a woman. I knew getting into this field that I’d have to face this type of bullshit, but it still pissed me off, especially since I was an excellent architect. I was better than Brent at any rate. Maybe he was intimidated by me..