After the manager had gone we sorted out the kitchen then went to the staff room to get changed out of our greasy uniforms, once again I saw the bulge... in his white Ben Sherman boxers as he pulled off his uniform trousers, I stood there in front of him with my cock growing in my own boxers, I never hid the fact I was perving on him, I knew I had to act fast,“I love your boxers Chris are they cotton or elasticated” I asked“Don’t know mate”“is it ok if I feel them” and before he got the chance to. Back down a deeper, and back off the end slower than before. And the third gulp, all the way down. Small as she was, and big as she had me I was surprised she could take it all. And she came back up so slow. Cupping my balls the whole time. Then she went to work. Making love to my cock with her lips and tongue. No cover, and no negotiation, beautiful. At some point I reached out and began to caress her ass. Not much to it, but still squeezable. I reached up under those red panties, and started. Her hand found the remote and turned on the television scanning the cameras for whatever room Dan was in. Her other hand, the more dominant one had a firm hold of the hitachi that had been provided. It was new and within seconds the familiar buzz filled the air. She noticed Dan approach the centre of the room and flicked to a different camera angle. There she saw the woman on the floor, black, Tasha if memory served. She smiled and felt the welcomed hum on her sex as the vibe touched her.. Seconds later she was back down, “Where’s my necklace?”Gary turned around and shrugged.“Give me my necklace,” she demanded.“No,” was his reply.Jessie sidled up and got him turned around with his back to the washing machine. “I need my necklace,” she said.“People in hell want ice water,” he answered.No answer, serious as hell Jessie stepped between his legs; putting her hands on his ass cheeks she leaned up and pressed a kiss on his lips. He kissed her back. She found his penis, and from outside.