Thank god I am back in a real city for three days. I walk down the street and enjoy the noise, lights, sharp dressed people and everything else that a... country town does not offer. The money is good, but being stuck on a drill site for two weeks at a time is hard. I loathe the forced, two-dimensional masculinity of that world. I can’t stand the old guys with their handlebar moustaches, the obligatory visits to strip clubs and the bragging about young hookers they fucked in different parts of the. Seconds later my pants are around my ankles and my rock hard cock is firmly within your grasp, just begging for relief. Without so much as a glance up at me, your open your mouth and swallow the length of my dick with one amazing thrust. I gasp with surprise at the suddenness and place a hand on the sink to brace myself. As your lips drag back over my shaft and my dick reappears, you look up into my eyes. You maintain eye contact as my swollen head pops from your mouth and you begin to tease. " Fuck did I just say that. She sat stunned open mouth. Christ if I'm going to lose my job what the fuck I thought. I got up walked around her desk."What are you doing ?" She looked very confused as I grabbed a fistful of her neatly coiffed hair and pulled her to her feet then pushed her head across her desk. My other hand came firmly down on her bare ass. SMACK. SMACK. " You can't do ..." She protested meekly. "Yet I am!" I smacked her a few more times till her ass cheeks were red. "Now get on. Hatra must have gone out as well. Phyre surveyed the room, wondering if it would be alright to help herself to breakfast without them present. The bread bin on the counter was open and she could see half a loaf inside. Some jams had been left next to it as well, unless that was where they always lived. Phyre carved off several slices, slathered them with a teep jam and sat to eat at the kitchen table. She placed Drop on the floor as he voiced his desire to ‘poke around the nooks’ in search of.