At 11 AM there was a meeting with a Mr. Ned Saunders concerning a crash priority undercover assignment called 'Operation Bandaid'.Then there was a dre...adfully high-tech presentation by The Space Plane Group, a corporation assembled from multiple companies to construct and build large commercial space planes that would launch from mag lev tracks and could reach anywhere in the planet in under 90 minutes, or reach medium orbits in an hour. That meeting was going to last from noon to 2 PM and was. Much of our product was made with specialist handwork, and skilled seamstresses were hard to find, we couldn't just go out into the market place and hire them. Therefore the increased demand was hard to satisfy without longer hours for everyone. I was back at the right time, as whilst I was not competent with a needle and thread, I could use a flatbed sewing machine and the over locker, therefore I could get on joining panels and leave the detailed intricate work to our seamstresses. Gill was. The following week turned out to be a complete nightmare, I spent the whole time strapped to the bed being mentally tortured by Ms Jones and Wayne.The worst part of all was that unknown to my wife the pair of them set up a series of secret cameras all over my house.Every room had one, with the picture being displayed on a bank of TV sets positioned at the end of my small room.There I was forced to lay helplessly, watching the every movement of my stunning wife.Although there was no sound I. You could have done this..." How could I put it? "You could have wrapped this up yesterday."As though Juanita's gorgeous young body were an open file. Jack pursed his lips and took a deep breath. Juanita's hands were on his ass, her mouth was closing in."I did, Harry. I did do this yesterday. And the day before... And the day before that..." He shuddered as Juanita's full, pink lips slid moistly over his cock. She held the bulb of his shaft in her lips and darted her tongue along its underside,.