I couldn’t decide if Mark was unfriendly or merely shy, but after he hired me, we barely spoke, only enough for him to teach me what I needed to do and assign tasks. I’d felt like I made him nervous, despite him being much older than me, and it always seemed like he was walking on eggshells when I was nearby. Being something of an extrovert myself – and growing up around four brothers and their friends – I had a fairly qu...

When I changed my angle to better rub on his cock, he groaned and thrust himself against my foot. “Fuck… Rayne, I want you to know I didn’t plan this.” “No, me either, but it’s OK.” With what we were doing now openly acknowledged, I gripped his cock between my toes, squeezing and stroking it through the thin knit. It felt quite substantial and very hard! “How about your husband?” “He’d be bummed he missed it.” I smiled. “...