She knew he wanted her and she was going to tease him until he made a move.One night while they were both working late he made his move and they ended... up fucking in the office, just a quickie Helen said but once they’d done it once they couldn’t stop seeing each other despite both being married. Working late became a weekly event and business trips away turned in to dirty sex sessions in hotels. Helen had got her man and she was loving it, better sex a bigger cock than her husband and a man. She caressed her breasts and belly before moving down to her hips and the top of her thighs. A hand ran over her pubic hair, running fingers through it. Natalie brought both hands to her chest and began massaging her tits. The look on her face reminded Hank of his wife when she became aroused, or at least how she had looked back when sex was still happening.Hank caressed his own body, teasing his nipples and massaging the loose, saggy flesh of his chest and belly. Man boobs were no substitute. “What?” Blaine asked.“Hold music,” I said as we listened to a full orchestra play some elaborate piece. “I guess they aren’t completely organized.”The music ended as abruptly as it had started. “Captain Parker?”“Speaking,” I replied.“This is Major Greenfeld,” the voice said. “I’m sorry, but Corsica is the first Patrician we’ve seen and the duty sergeant was not aware that you only had a starboard side airlock. Is it a major problem to turn around?”I looked over at Blaine. The young man. He threw himself from the vehicle and hit the ground in a tumble.Thirty tons of screaming metal slammed into the parked Grand Cherokee. A tremendous blast of noise and wind hit his face and a violent roar swept the roadside clear. The SUV and the hatchback were gone. The noise continued down the road in a cloud of dust.He turned, dazed, and was flooded with relief to see the woman and her daughter standing, faces white with shock. Urine trickled down the girl's legs.Beyond them, the rig.