Made coffee for the following morning and grabbed a book I'd been trying to get into for the past month with little mental success. I went up the sta...irs and turned at the top to go to my room when I heard a muffled sound from behind his door. I paused and listened but heard nothing. Just as I was shifting my weight to continue to my room, the noise repeated itself. It sounded like a gasp followed by rapid breathing for a moment. And then nothing."I'm gonna' read for a bit before I go to. He seemed to pay no heed to his own preaching about illicit fornication. However, having spent myself three times already, I took my leave and journeyed home, musing all the way on the happenings that had occurred.’"I’d better stop there," Margaret muttered to herself. She corrected the text and went to the kitchen to start dinner. Later sitting by the fire she asked Jeremy, "Do willow osiers still grow in these parts? By the river and on the flood plain, wherever that is?" There’s still some. Instead of repulsing me, she said she hoped I was satisfied.'So much so,' said I, 'that I must feel if the front corresponds to so admirable a posterior.'There was no resistance and no prudery. I found all deliciously moist, it was evident she was excited. So, striking while the iron was hot, I led her into the dense shrubbery, and, she nothing loath, I fucked her al fresco. There was no difficulty, for the ground had evidently been plowed before, and she showed her knowledge and common sense. There I was sitting in the warehouse with my panties in my boss's hand as he looked down at me. I was scared shitless, I mean it. I had no idea what was going to happen, what this man, my boss, was going to do to me. I held my breath as Phil brought my panties to his nose and watched as he inhaled a long deep breath as if sniffing perfume from a handkerchief. I couldn't believe my eyes.My boss had to be at least 40 years old, and although he was tall and somewhat thin, his hair was gray and he.