I asked if they remembered me going home with anyone. None of them were helpful. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who couldn't remember much of last ...night.A wave of depression set in over me, followed quickly by an intense worry. How was I going to get this off?As much as it freaked me out to have this device locked around my most important body part, I decided that patience and calm were the best course of action. I had breakfast and coffee and as my headache started to relent, with the help. There were a couple other, older men working in the yard as well. It looked like the neighbors had hired a crew to take care of their yard during the summer. As I watched the guy mowing, he stopped for a moment to take off his shirt. I was pretty sure he couldnt see me, and I was already pretty horny, so as I watched him through the trees, I slid my hand down to my crotch, sliding my bikini bottoms to the side, and slowly started to rub my pussy as I watched him mow. After a few minutes I. Kurt excused himself from the meeting and headed to his desktop to compose his resignation, but ended up deciding to have a coffee to settle down. Half an hour later, he walked back in and went straight to Nellys cubicle. Nelly, I am having trouble digesting my performance rating. I am not sure if I can maintain my motivation and continue working with the same energy. Nelly calmly tilted her head a little and gave a slight nod. The guy sitting next to her immediately got up and left. Look. I wondered what Stan would think of me eating out a woman? He didn’t seem to mind my fucking another man, even encouraged it. Wonder how he’d feel about this? I knew I was eating it up. Mmm, I sure was. As much as I was loving getting fucked again by Walt, I was really into getting Denise off, trying everything I could think of and, yes, finally, she groaned long and low as she pushed down on my face, smearing her pussy all over me as I felt the tremors go through her. In a minute, she lifted.