First of all, I didn’t even think she’d give me a second look. I’m almost twenty years older than her, maybe two inches shorter than her, a bell...y, receding hairline, I’m married with kids…the list went on. And of course, we worked together in the same office. I was considered her superior in the scheme of things, even though we were in different departments, so any move by me could be seen as harassment. Unless she was interested too? To look at her, you would probably wonder why I was so taken. ”Well, well… It seemed that Snowy decided to start playing for real. Lydia looked at me and winked. I liked Lydia liking where the things were heading.“All right…” I didn’t even notice that I said it out loud, thinking how one of the girls will be the loser i.e. the performer. Still…“So, you like beating off in front of other people, eh? Want a raincoat so you can flash us, old-school style?” Snowy was suddenly all over me.“Well, you can already see everything, raincoat or no. And I prefer to. “Well, that’s something I can always count on; you don’t stop until you’re told.” Before you left the room, you turned around to remind me, “remember, do whatever they tell you and do NOT come. When they are done and have left, wash up and wait for me on the bed. Don’t touch yourself no matter how horny the girls might make you.”The rest of the day was a sexual blur, I could never remember any of the faces, and there were no names, just various bodies and voices telling me what to do. When the. I also will tell some of my experiences at my office. In these conversations sex never appeared. About one week went like this. On one day he told me about a girl who came to his shop for stitching a churidar. When mentioning about this he said that her boobs were extraordinarily big and when describing about its size he compared it to coconuts and he was laughing.Then I told him that as a tailor he would be knowing the size of it and asked him to tell about the size in measurements. H said it.