"That happened more often than not when dealing with company heads, and I had almost expected it. She still hadn’t let go of my hand though."And ple...ase call me Carmen."The sweet smile didn’t reach her eyes, and the power game was on. There was that short moment again where I wanted to refuse the offer. She was the secretary and I was the senior consultant, and she was tilting the power balance in her favor. Controlling the length of the handshake. Equalizing our levels by switching to given. Mein ne ous ki baat man kar ous ko kaha ke aap apne ghar chalte hai wanha baaten karenge hum dono uske ghar gaye to ous ne kaha ke mein manti hon ki daftar me ghapala huwa hai lekin yah ghapala muze pata nahin kisne kiya hai. Lekin tum chahe to meri nokari bacha sakte ho please aap meri help karein. Mein ne kaha ke dekhein is mamle me mai aap ki maddat nahi kar sakta. Tu wo boli aap please jald bazi mein koi faisalah na lein. Dekhien aap jo kahein ke mein karne ko tayyar hun par please mujhe. I told him and he instructed us all to stay outside while he went to my bedroom getting us some robes to wrap around us so we could get to my bedroom to get dressed.As we entered, the guys, in amazement simply said, “Hey ya’ll, just stay as you are and we’ll get comfortable also. We can then have some real fun if ya’ll are game - how about it?”My girlfriends and I were already somewhat aroused by the fact we were almost caught in the first place so we all said, “Why not!” Sandra already had the. I got upstairs and all the lights were off except the small lamp at the side of our bed. To my surprise, illuminated in the lamp-light was my wife on all fours, her face buried in her pillows and her ass and gaping hairy pussy facing the doorway as I walked in, with her belly hanging down between her spread legs. Her ripped stockings were still on, barely, being held together at this point by just a few threads. She was the complete picture of a fat whore.I couldn't believe how brazen she was.