The fifty year old woman sighed heavily. She was bored. There really wasn't much to do here at the office, which is why she generally avoided being he...re much. But right now this was her place. Her partner and long-time girlfriend MaryAnn had gone to Washington for a conference on the new SEC regulations. Sally would have loved to have gone too, but this week they had promised several new customers and two old ones a tour of their new suite of offices as well as sit-down conferences. Since. I made a face. “Is it?” I asked rhetorically. “I don’t think it is.”Molly met my gaze, then shrugged as she eyed the floor. “Well, we’re not stopping anytime soon, we kind of made that clear.” she muttered. “Maybe we should ... change it up a bit.”“How so?”“Well, if we know the dam is going to break, we may as well beat it to the punch before we get too horny and say stuff we regret again. And maybe we should ... y’know, try something more happy and meaningful. Like ... tender.. And now this act got wildness within her and she got very nervous as I didn’t insert my dick inside her. I too wanted it badly but somehow controlled.Now she got very wild and grabbed my dick very hard and pulled the foreskin down. I was in a bit of pain but truly I enjoyed the act. She lowered her undies within no time. Now was the time I got a view of her glory hole. Her pussy was very wet and I would clearly see some white discharge flowing down her hole. I quickly widen her legs and started. They thought that Carmen and I would have enough to deal with in our lives and didn't want to further burden us with names that sound alike. I, for one, am glad they made that choice."Carmen looked like my lovely wife, but there was no mistaking one for the other. Carmen's long, flowing blonde hair and a preference for diaphanous clothing gave her a fragile, ethereal quality that I would be hard-put to ascribe to her sister.As she turned, one of her Father's first editions open in her hands,.