She always rubbed her neck when we passed.A few days later, I had finally worked up the courage to go up to her door and offer any help with finishing... up her new place."No thank you. It's quite organized now. But you're welcome to come in if you'd like." She smiled and opened her door a bit wider. I hesitated for a moment, but I knew this was my chance. I stepped in."So, where are you coming from?" I asked, attempting to make small talk."New York City." She answered as she rubbed her neck."City. In fact I started the operations here, and in the process did the required recruitments. I was looking for a good secretary who could be trusted and who did not mind working a little late, and in this quest, the placement services sent me a lady, Leonie by name, who was around 36, and whom I found to be good in the interview. I appointed her and while she had asked for Rs.8000/ as her pay, I gave her Rs.10,000/ and told her, her scope of work and that she had to put in some extra hours in the. This resulted in her shirt falling off her knees and exposing herself to the warm Jamaican sun. Rascal moved her hand down and rubbed her trimmed hair while moving her hips to give me a full view of her wet pussy. I sat there spellbound by my shy wife boldly exposing herself on the open balcony. Rascal smiled as I had to shift my shorts from my rock hard dick.Knowing that she had my full attention, Rascal moved her fingers over her clit and lips. Her fingers slowly rubbed and played with. Then my eyes turned to Michael. He had stripped down and was stroking his cock, obviously enjoying the show. The sight was actually turning me on even more. I turned my attention back to my little sex toy in front of me. Anne was frenzied.“Fuck me, Ronnie! I want to feel your warm cum in my pussy!!”Then I felt it. Michael had gotten up and lubricated his forefinger with saliva. He slid his finger into my ass and pressed down on my prostate gland. I hadn’t had sex for several days so my prostate.