I decided it wasn’t, and again told her to go. “Please, Justin. I’ll do whatever you want,” she whispered through sobs and tears apparently t...rying to sound sexy. “Please, let me make it up to you,” she continued, as she pressed her mouth to my neck and slid one hand down to my crotch. The tears against my skin gave an interesting sensation, and no matter how mad I was, the heat of her mouth on my neck and her hand massaging my dick through my shorts got me rock-hard almost right away. She. I came out after changing out of my suit and into my pajama's and robe to find Richard sitting on the settee looking very worried. He was thinking I was going to let the company know about his sexual preferences, of course I reiterated that I really didn't care and if the company had ever found out about my own sex life they would have something to bitch about.To help him relax I turned the TV back on to the porn channel and put on the same movie and started to watch it with interest, my cock. "What's your name?" Uh... Bill. What's yours?" Bill tried to avoid looking at the young woman who lay on the chaise, the halter of her brief bathing suit unfastened and draped revealingly over the large mounds on her chest."I'm Cindy," she said with a friendly smile. "Have you finished your work?" Cindy wanted to giggle at the obvious discomfiture of the big, handsome gardener as he tried unsuccessfully to keep his gaze from her large, barely covered breasts. She shifted position so that the. I'm here 'cause I want to help those less well off than me. Also my school has a community service requirement to graduate...". He didn't pay as much attention to her actual words, listening more to the sound of her voice, quivering with the nervousness that comes from addressing a group of two dozen strangers, but it charmed him with its cuteness. She was such a sweet little thing.He himself had told his particulars to the group a few minutes before; his name was Mark, he was thirty-nine years.