For some reason I couldn't bring myself to intervene. My stomach suddenly felt warm and my breathing slightly increased. Mr. Barnam stood at 6 foot 2 ...and was still muscular from his age of 34. He inherited his job from his dad which is why he is so young for being regional manager at his age. There have been time I imagined him taking me on my desk but today it seemed like Chris was going to live my dream.Mr. Barnam started grinding up and down against Chris who was trying his best to get. I sucked her tits for a while then pulled back, still fondling each other she looked at me. I couldn't tell what she was thinking but maybe she was contemplating sucking my tits? Looking into her eyes I slowly brought her face to my tits. Her first kiss on my tit sent chills through my body. A few more kisses and she was sucking my nipples. One then the other. I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her in tight. Letting her know I loved it and she was doing a great job. I look at her. Her hands were now lubricating the top of my legs. Warm airwaves whooshed over my body, making me tingle from head to toe. "Can you open your legs a little?" I obeyed as her hands greased my upper thighs, a coupple of times a finger knocked against my pussy, sending sparks through me, but i still hadnt twigged.Then it was time to turn over, but before i could put my bra back on she was cupping my breasts. "What are you doing?" I asked, sitting bolt upright. "Exactly what you want me to do." She. Indeed, our designated driver (Yemi) from my company actually asked Emily in our first week of being in Lagos if he was required in her bed, as he’d been with his previous two bosses wives (!). He said this very politiely but also very normally, as if it was entirely normal for an African driver to ask a white wife if he should provide sex as well. Two weeks into us arriving in Lagos and the Gardener said the same to Emily, so clearly her predecessor (at least) spent her time in bed with both.