Charley had to add workers in both the office and the factory. With the economy in a slump, he could get the best, and took advantage.He made David fa...ctory manager while he concentrated on his home studio, turning out custom furniture for ever increasing prices. They were all working like maniacs, and getting to see less and less of each other. All were getting frustrated. Charley looked around one day in loneliness and made a decision. He emailed them with instructions."You are to present. When the cum was all gone and the sweet taste left my mouth I ran my tongue down his neck and over to his nipples. I moved on down his chest to his stomach. When I got to the rough shaven patch on his crotch I skipped down to his lower thigh. I sucked my way up his smooth legs and flicked my tongue across his balls before lowering it to his ass crack. I lifted his legs up so I had better access to his hole.I ran my tongue around his ring and pushed it hard against his centre. My tongue slipped. I think Max interpreted my reaction as a good sign, and guardedly proceeded up to within a fraction of an inch from my pussy.“Did he touch your pussy,” Walt gasped?“Well… Yes and no. Max lingered inches from my wet pussy. I know he could smell my aroma of arousal because I could smell it and feel it moisten my gusset. After a minute of rubbing and massaging that area, Max loomed closer. He took a deep breath and cagily extended a finger, nonchalantly stroking my wet pussy through my bikini. Feeling he knew enough, he faded back to the tree line to call Ramon.Security cameras had caught Tony and followed his movements while feeding the images to the Waterfronts office and monitors before Anita Jackson. Anita however had turned off all monitors except the one showing the feed from the lounge. Her shorts lay on the floor and her legs were up on the arms of the chair as her left hand massaged her breasts and her right was inside her thong, plunging two fingers in and out of her cunt.