Arriving back at the shop I checked the lines to see where I was all going to be heading. "Yo! Get a move on!" shouted my co-worker. I could have punc...hed him in the face, he was one to speak being late day in day out, not abiding by the rules. He would rather sit on his arse all day and smoke. So much for being professional. "Oh shut it!" I screamed back at him. I grabbed the lines and headed into the van. Just as I was about to leave I got called back into the shop. "Hayley I need you to go. I stood there for 10 minutes and then walked up in the selling area. I didnt find anyone there so I walked into their restroom, which has a small kitchen and a sofa, and like a 50 times 50 cm hole in the wall into the storage room. The kitchen was dark but I heard rumors and voices from the storage room. I sat down in the sofa and could look out in the storage room and there I could see my wife lifting and checking items, telling spare part numbers to a collegue, Steve. Steve was a man in the. What could get better than this? I watched her take my hard member in and out, now coated with her saliva. She looked so sexy with my cock in her mouth; I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted to cum down her throat. When she stopped, I was disappointed at the moment but, when she pulled down her shorts, that all changed. She went over to one of the lounge chairs and, on her knees, she looked back over a shoulder and said, “Well, come on and give me what I want. Give me your fat cock right now.” . Her hair was wet and she wrapped another towel around it. She was still barefoot, but there was nothing she could do about that.She looked at her clothes, scattered on the floor and bent to pick them up. She tossed them in the hamper and then remembered to take her billfold and comb out of the pants pocket. She took the towel off her head and ran the comb through her hair.She opened the bathroom door to find Bobby leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. She walked past him to her.