“Get on the floor,” she whispered, raising her bottom slightly, letting him slip from her body. He didn’t object. With his balls about to explo...de at any minute he just followed her orders. With the graceful skip of a dancer she was lying on the floor with her legs wide open, the outline of her dark hairy bush easily visible against her milky-white body. He dropped to the floor and climbed between her legs, ignoring the threadbare carpet beneath his knees and her whispered voice of caution,. It was only quarter of twelve. She had time to catch the two o'clock ferry to the mainland if the early summer weekend traffic wasn't too heavy. Waiting in the ferry line-up would give her plenty of time to decide what to do about Mr. Steve Inhalt and his insanely dangerous interference.The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Where the hell did he get off going behind my back and trying to get the Minister to pull a favor? Ingrid knew she was politically naïve, but she knew. Everything was restocked and clean. In walks Di , a friend from high school. I was about 50, I think she was about 30. She had given up on men, after a couple of divorces. The last time I'd seen her I'd hooked her up with a buxom lady. I knew that she was into being fisted, so I told Di. My guess was that this wasn't her first stop tonight. She went to the end of the bar furthest from the door as I made her a g& t. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a tight hug squeezing her 36d boobies into. She was about 5’6’’, she had great 36 C cup tits, a firm ass, and great athletic legs. This women struck me like a thunder bolt, and she comes in about two to three times a week just to say hi and maybe take her husband to lunch. She always looks so professional, she wears great form fitting skirts and dresses that don’t leave much to the imagination. The only reason I really go to work is to hopefully get a glimpse of her. One day last week I went into work and it was the usual boring day..