She invited me to heroffice. "We are an equal opportunities employer," she explained. "We arenot prejudiced about your sexual orientation but would as...k you to considerthe feelings of your co-workers. It will be easier for them if you areconsistent with your gender presentation. I suggest you choose whether todress male or female all the time." She explained a few practicalities,like use of the male/female toilets. Then she continued, "You won't stayin the same office all your working life, will. She tilted her head back and moaned into my ear that she needed to have an orgasm. I slowly worked my fingers in and out of her inner folds, and also rubbed her clitoris which by now had worked its way free from its own hood, and was glistening in the sun for all to see. She lifted her head up and I immediately noticed her eyes lock on the black guy sitting on the ground. He was now facing us with his legs spread and was boldly stroking his manhood. When he saw her looking he spread his legs a. We hugged and kissed for a little while. There was something about being sofree that made it feel...different... more exciting."Let's go to the pool." She told me as we grabbed a towel and flip-flops.The pool wasn't anything special but there were several people around it,mostly older people, but I did see a couple k**s playing in it. There wasone older man that was hung like a horse. I tried not to stare but itlooked so... weird. I guess I was getting a little freaked out because Ididn't feel. Grandma sure enjoyed herself that day. The bartender wouldn’t them fuck her on the pool table anymore because he said that it stained his felt. Granny didn’t care where she got fucked and threw a towel from the lady’s room onto the floor in the corner. That day I made a hundred dollars. Granny got fucked for two hours straight and even gave a free one to the bartender.Once we got back at her place I asked Granny if I could fuck her dirty and she just smiled at me. She said that my grandfather.