She was wearing a white skin hugging cut sleeve top and brown shorts that went well with her beautiful legs. I gave her a quick hug and introduced mys...elf. We started short talk and had a pleasant time. The coffee was superb and the company I had was even better. We both knew where we were heading towards. There was a bit of kissing involved in the close alleys of the mall and some really heavy petting that we had. We shared the same Baskin&Robin ice cream and ended our mall visit with a deep. I started moving on and off him, slowly at first. Occasionally he'd moan, and told me that my work was better than the women who'd blown him. I took my mouth off for a moment and said, "I think it's true, guys do a better job." I went right back on his cock. I was holding off on tongue action or a lot of suction, I didn't want him to cum too soon and still held hope that he'd do me too. But he was getting there anyway, saying "I'm close!"Gently, I opened up and came off his dick, then. My senses told me he was cruising for some outdoor fun, so I casually walked over towards him. As I approached, I could make out his features more clearly. He was a shade under six foot tall, grey, thinning hair, slicked back, stocky build and somewhere between late fifties and mid sixties. He was wearing a three quarter length winter coat, with fur around the collar, and some dress pants with his feet sensibly adorned by what I guessed were walking or hiking boots. As I got close to the gent,. “The working day would be the same,” she chuckled to herself, “but with an added dimension.” For Pippa had been correct in her assumption, Jennie was making an attempt at catching the eye of Mark in the accounts department. She didn’t want to reveal this to Pippa in case she failed. She had heard on the g****vine that he didn’t have a girl and, with her boss away she could wear the uniform of ritual courtship.Jennie made several excuses to herself for needing to go and see him. It was during.