Paul had to admit that watching and listening to Stacy as she did the training was still worth the price of admission. Her lower body was still his ch...ief attraction but her pretty face was starting to get more of his votes. She certainly knew the software product and could effectively impart her knowledge to Paul’s employees.Paul was having a cup of coffee with Stacy late Wednesday afternoon.“If things go right, Friday will be your last day with us. It seems that the employees are familiar with. I could feel myself shaking. My legs tingled with a sense of strange numbness, my hands trembled and my voice trembled as I mumbled, “fuck," “oh god," “oh no” and a low whimper.“What?," he said reassuringly and imploring.“I want to suck it," I moaned.“Suck my cock," he commanded in response.My head bent to his crotch and my mouth closed over his cock. A long low moan escaped me as the feel and taste of his cock in my mouth slowly released the tension that had built up inside me. Soon I was. " I say with a playful smirk. "Why not text him? Just to make sure... he's not cheating." I say jokingly"He wouldn't cheat. That's just not like him. He's way too sweet." I sit on your kitchen counter, and sigh. "Fine. I'll text him." I pull out my phone, texting him right away. I mostly did this trip as an excuse to have sex with him in the morning"Yeah, I know he wouldn't cheat on you. I mean, a good looking girl like you would make any guy happy." I say walking over as I notice your shorts. We were driving to church on a Sunday evening. I was already jacking off to her sexy legs and feet and was enjoying the view from the passenger seat as her legs and feet dressed in dark suntan colored pantyhose and black pumps worked the gas and brake pedals. We arrived at church, nice summer evening right about dusk. Just inside the church I noticed her speaking to Gerald, one of the church ushers. The next thing I noticed, mom and Gerald walked out the door together. I figured they would be.