After a moment I let my hands drop to my sides and I leaned back and my cock in her was our only contact. It was a fast ride and I put my hands on her... hips again only just before my climax. I held her then as close as I could and I came. When my spasms subsided I moved my hands around her belly to keep her tight against me, under me, really, because I’d molded myself to her back, my face half-buried in her hair.I kissed the back of her neck then and felt her shiver.“Bad girl,” I whispered once. ?Where do you live? What do you now a days?? she asked?Southport, still looking for a job??Lucky you, I live in Southport and I have a job opening in my company and no interview for you??Ok when can I join???Meet me tomorrow evening? and she texted the address.The name of the company was Dolls, it was a sex toys selling company, its call centre had been outsourced to Southport. I reached her office in the evening around six. It was closing time. I entered her cabin, it was her sitting perfectly. The sink was large enough for her to wash her skirt and top in so she plugged the hole and ran it full of warm water."Hello," came a voice from the doorway. Erin peaked her head around the corner to find Phil standing there with a laptop in his arms. "Here's the laptop for you." Phil hadn't really paid that much attention to Erin when she came in, but now, in the isolation of the bedroom, he took the time to check her out. He liked what he saw."I have to say," he continued, "and please don't. Within the first few days I noticed the neighbour. 6'5" built like a brick shithouse and hot as hell. Got to introduce myself one day and his name was Jean (John) he is french-canadian and is in the navy. Married. Damn! That did not stop me from admiring his fantastic body from afar. He spent a lot of time working on the yard and doing renos on his house. Usually wearing just a pair of work pants that had an interesting rip in the crotch area. I managed to wash the dishes for hours just.