Hours passAfter getting settled at work I find the usual ‘Urgent’ email intrude. And of course right when I wanted to head out to lunch. I quickly... let this go after reading,EMAIL SUBJECT: Dylan, you never look this good at workVeronica. She had sent this! For a second I thought I was reading a joke forward from her, in annoyance. And then I felt fluttered and confused. Veronica was the shy girl who’d started only recently, amazing figure and had a certain spark. She had a type of innocent. Jim told her that she could leave after he had cum as he slid his pants down to reveal his cock. Jim stood on the steps and Kay on the ground so Jim's cock was at eye level to her, just as Kay opened her mouth to suck his cock Jim slapped it across her face. Jim pulled his cock up so Kay could suck on his balls which she did making his cock grow hard. I watched from the car as my wife gave Jim a blow job in plain view for me and anyone passing by on the road. And there was traffic even though. She practically ran from the building, head down so no one would see her tears. She headed for Central Park and sat at one of the many benches as she calmed herself, when a nice man with spiky blonde hair sat next to her. "Are you ok?" He said and Olivia shook her head, unable to make out words. "Want to talk about it?" He said, a complete stranger, and yet Olivia raced through the story, telling him every detail, and he nodded and questioned and was everything a man should be. "Well I can see. It looked like a cross between a medieval dungeon and a fitness suite. There were stocks and full-sized crosses covered in black padding. A cage big enough to hold a man if he was on his hands and knees stood in the far corner. A variety of whips and floggers were mounted on the walls."Is this your... ?" George asked."Yes, it's my dungeon," Nicole answered. "I bring naughty boys here and teach them some discipline."She looked at George and smiled. The bright red colour of her lips contrasted.