Now I had a beautiful woman between my legs, breathing heavily and sucking my cock like a damn porn star. I shifted, and stood up, pushing her backwar...ds enough that I could stand in front of her. “I don't normally fuck married women Dr Peters, I haven't in a long time, plus I don't carry condoms in my wallet anymore. I wouldn't want to get you pregnant. And what if your husband finds out?” I was nervous, but not nervous enough to stop this vixen from sucking my throbbing cock. “I cheat on my. ..I'd be so grateful...." she stammered. Henderson's palms grew sweaty and his heart began to pound. He felt that he was on safe ground. "Well," he continued, as calmly as he could manage, "Upstairs on the third floor we have a storeroom that's hardly ever used. It's soundproof, and I have the only key. If you are prepared to follow me up there now - and I stress that this is completely off the record and strictly between ourselves - then I will carry out a private punishment to settle this. "Admiring yourself are you?" she observed as I shifted uncomfortably."So you should. You are making very good progress, much better than wehoped."Who was 'we' and how much 'progress' did they have in mind?"Now remove your bra please my dear so we can look at those lovelybreasts of yours."I cringed as she referred to them as 'my breasts' but removed the braas instructed. As I did so the ache that had been building in my chestfor a couple of days abated immediately. Clear Aunt Mary saw a look. Then I went to shower and took a good bath and started looking for a party wear. Then suddenly I realized that I don’t have any party wear because I came here for an interview and I was carrying only causal and formal cloths. I then thought of informing about this to my boss but again, I was not having his number. I then called her secretary to get his number. Her name was Rachel. She gave me his number and I called my boss. I told him that I don’t have any party wear for tonight’s party, is it.