He shrugged apologetically and said, “Anyway, it’s clean on the inside. Come on in.”Inside was clean. There were a few pictures on the wall and ...no other decorations, just furniture, cheap clean furniture. It looked like it was still waiting for someone to move in. He led me into his room. It was about half the size of mine. There was a bed, an easel and a wall covered with figure studies of men. He worked in all the same media I did, oils and acrylics and chalk and ink in every combination. Chapter 3After my first sex session with my boss, Karla, I really didn't know exactly what to expect after that. After all, when you interview for an admin assistant job and you suddenly find out that your new female boss has really hired you cause she think you'll give her a good fuck and pussy eating, then you find yourself wondering what the ground rules really are. What will you be doing every day when you go to work??A few mornings after my last fuck with Karla, I started to not bother. We rolled onto our sides facing each other, her left leg raised a little higher and supported by my right hand while I plunged my dick into her mercilessly. Her moans were that of a siren song leading me blindly by my dick and trying desperately to devour each and every part of her body. The slick sweat glistening on her body was like an aphrodisiac, it permeated my nostrils and I could smell her, not the perfume but the raw earthy scent of her self. It drove me mad, madder for my wife. I. I glanced at Kat to see if she’d noticed. I was surprised to see her cock already hard and her slit glistening with moisture. I looked at Christine carefully to gauge her response to this display of excitement in front of her. To my eyes the peach of her pussy had opened, her labia now more obvious, distended and swollen. And while I looked and listened to the group my own cock jerked to life of its own volition. Christine and Mark decided to leave us to our fish cleaning and continue their.