” I sigh, “Miss Jones here, how can I help you? Oh Sarah!! Oh…last minute arrival…’ I look at the clock it’s about 4:10pm “Sure I’ll t...ake him what’s his name? Peter North? Ok got it, send him in…thank you Sarah…Oh we’re still on right? Great see you soon dariln..” I straighten my bra and blouse and just had enough time to lift my leg down when tall dark gorgeous walks in. I tell him to take a seat across from me and to explain to me what is problem is. He is slightly reluctant at first and I. He was a fairly young man in his late twenties and had been in his present incumbency for just over a year. Saturday was when the priest did the parish accounts for the week and he sighed as he finished his cup of tea and slid the ledgers in front of him for his attention. Doing the accounts was not one of his favourite tasks and later he would have to put some thoughts together for his sermon the next day.Mrs Robertson the housekeeper had been at her tasks for some time now. She had let. ” It was Lisa’s husband, just getting away from his job. We pulled a chair up to the booth to make room for him and ordered another couple of pitchers of beer. I could see the confusion in my girl’s eyes. She had thought that Tom and Lisa were together. We piled back into the booth for more beer and to finish the game. Once again, my sweet BBW was wedged in between Tom and myself. Now, with Lisa’s husband here, Tom turned on the full charm for my girl. She smiled and blushed and deftly. The woman in latex kneels before me, and with fascinated eyes, presses a finger into my mouth.The man behind me has pressed himself against my ass again and is gyrating his hips to the music. The woman in latex is watching him above my head. She is speaking to him but the only word I catch in the overpowering music is 'slut'.I am floating in the warm sea of sound. Around me, alien voices chatter and splinter into sparks. The main theme of the music twists and turns, lifting me away from myself.