“Oh Bret, I need to feel you deep inside me. Take me! Fuck me! Have your way with me! Please…please! I’m begging you!”“Syd, begging me onl...y turns me on more, so please don’t stop. I want you as bad as you want me! Get over here and take my cock, I want to be in you, fill you up, NOW!" I eased my cock into her wanting pussy. It was so wet, so tight. Sydnee buried her head in my shoulder, moaning slightly, biting it while her nails dug deep into my back.My hands grabbed her ass and I pulled. Some of them went too far however and Brent was one of those. It came to a head one day when I was called up to the general manager’s office. I knew he played golf with Brent so I had prepared myself for this eventuality. Both of them had smirks on their faces when I came inside and shut the door. ‘Bill, Brent has some serious grievances against you and I think he may have some valid points.’ Bruce started. Bruce was a big guy who came up the ranks as a production and sale employee. He. “I’m well aware you are married. We are adults now. It’s just lunch, don’t think much,” I replied with a smiley.“I don’t know. Talk to you later,” she went offline after replying to this.Well for the next few days I messaged her on her Instagram and WhatsApp but there was no response from her. I realized I shouldn’t have asked her out for lunch. After all, she is married and we had a kind of history. I shouldn’t have crossed the unseen so-called social line of the limit between us.A few days. Especially considering there was 3 feet of snow on the ground at the moment. I really really hate snow. A tropical destination like this would work wonders for me. I wouldn’t have to wear 16 layers of clothes to go get the mail. We made it back alive to the hotel. I tipped the bus driver five bucks for not killing us, and gave Antonio a ten spot, telling him I was sorry for being a smart-ass. He said it was fine with him, most people are boring as hell. We both laughed and I wished him a good.