I managed to connect with her later that morning at her office. The situation was not dire, but she felt that she should take steps to "nip things in ...the bud". The situation was fairly straightforward. There were two colleagues who were trying to ease her out of the company to make a better place for themselves. The ringleader was an ambitious 30-year old who had slept her way to her current position as executive VP. Her name was Joanne. Her accomplice was a 50 year old account manager who had. "I'll want a private conversation with Winston before he leaves. Will he have help in New York?" All he needs," Greg said. "Winston is recruiting help as we speak. He'll need some of your untraceable mad money for expenses. In cash." No problem. How much?" $40,000 he says, but double that amount would be better. He'll return whatever he doesn't spend."I got up and opened my office safe again and removed eight packets of $100 bills, placing them on the corner of the desk. I closed the safe and. Mason was positively at least 9’’ long and had a minimum girth of 7+ inches. She studied his thick blue veins and ridges before cupping his large sac in her palm while gently rolling his pink cock head and then placed her lips at the tip of his special penis. It tasted the mix of their recent sex, a heavy musk of sexual fluids left over, after de-flowering of her pussy, only a short while ago. The combination of excitement due to recent sex and the fire in her oven had her skin flushed totally. I laid down and fell asleep almost instantly. Waking up an hour or so later, I began changing into my swim suit, I took a second to glance down at the pool to make sure Sarah was still there. What I saw admitedly surprised me some. Sarah was lying on her stomache and a very nice looking black man was rubbing lotion on her back. The straps to her suit we untied and lying next to her. rom my vantage point I could clearly see the sides of her breasts. I watched as his hands worked on her.