It all started when I had to drive the manager to to the other stores so he could audit them, he was a lecherous dirty middle aged man that was always... trying it on with the young female shop assistants but started to talk to me in a suggestive way as I was driving him around asking about my sex life and what sort of things turned me on and then one day he stroked my leg and asking if I enjoyed touching woman the same way, I pretended to ignore his hand so he then reached across to my now. When Katriana’s orgasm had finished, she put a hand on my chest and pressed firmly. “We should figure something else for you...” he said as she panted, “If you keep finishing inside me, we’re going to have a problem...”I nodded, and managed to resist disregarding her entirely, and slipped my still very hard cock out of her pussy. “Well ... what about a blow job?”“A what!?” Katriana gave me a very weird look, like she had never heard the term before.“Alright...” I sighed, thinking, “It’s where. .I checked the timestamp in a frantic pace to find that it was taken 2 minutes prior.."Holy Christ, she's fucking him right now in our house" I thought.. I was weating, wanted to throw up, but also wanted to go home from work sick to just be there..However, I also noticed that I was super rigid, and super turned on..I took an early lunch, drove to the nearest park and proceeded to park, look around and pull my cock out..I pulled up the picture again and started stroking to my wife and the. I will walk her home. I am not having you out at that time of night. There is a rapist about."Grace rolled her eyes but Terry looked determined and turned back to his sizzling breakfast. "Can you butter the toast?"Grace nodded and took the grilled bread from the tall man and spread a small layer of butter over the warm toast and then cut it, as Terry was frying off the last couple of eggs."It looks as good as mine," Grace teased and Sandy nodded, cutting open her egg and dipping her toast into.