"We will be in about nine tonight. We are going to stop in Capitol City for dinner. Jeremy wants to show me some fancy restaurant there," Brit informe...d me. I'm going to use you as an excuse to leave early."Well come on down, we will be happy to have you whenever you get here." I said. I walked to the office to find Wilson finally on the job. It was fine, since it was pretty close to noon, our agreed on start time."So how you doing?" I asked Wilson."I'm worn out," he said."I can imagine. You. ” His fingers wiggled in me. And then he pulled them out. They had to be so gooey with my juices.He licked at my sphincter a final time before bringing his pussy-coated fingers to my asshole. He rubbed on my sphincter and then pressed in. I groaned, my eyes widening as he intruded into my bowels. I groaned and shivered. I wiggled as he wormed in deeper and deeper into my bowels.His finger went so deep into me. A strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. I squirmed more and more on. "And that's Billy Joe, blushing his fool head off behind his brother. You remember the boys, don't you, Shelly?"I was uncomfortable under their scrutiny. "Yes, I remember."Jason had on a tattered plaid shirt and his hands looked too big for his slender body. He showed no sign of embarrassment, but stuck out his hand instead."Hi, Shelly."I mumbled back a hello and let his warm hand squeeze mine for an instant before jerking it back. Billy Joe just nodded. Uncle Nat guided me toward the parking. I was 18 and I had just come down to London from my hometown in Norfolkafter leaving school. A friend of my father's had offered me a job inan office of a finance company for which he was the Finance Director.Wall Street it wasn't.Like millions of other office rabbits around the world, I shuffledpapers, produced figures for reports that never seemed to get sentanywhere, made endless cups of coffee and kept the global economyhumming along nicely. Charles Dickens would have recognised the.