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I love working as an office temp, you see it gives me a wide range of new fucking opportunities, ok some offices are more boring than others and just want you to fulfil admin duties but I always looked forward to certain placements more than others.

We had been with our friends, another couple like us for a pre-Christmas shopping expedition in Manchester and were heading home to Romford.

As requested Slave 46 was brought to the correction room down in the basement of the manor, by Mike and John Lady Grey trusted henchmen, all he was wearing was a thick leather collar and a metal cock cage.

Maria was excited. She was about to meet someone new. Maria's life had become very dull and she was going to explode if she didn't let go of some of her sexual frustration.

I lost my wife of thirty years just last year and whilst she will always remain the love in my life, I now have needs that need attending, and although Im 65 I could easily pass for someone much younger.

I had been picked out of a pool of other twenty year old lads on Equine Studies course from Watford College and was placed on a summer placement at a stable in Tring.

How I had ever persuaded to go to a pool party in High Wycombe was beggars belief, all that wealth was not my scene at all. It was all Alis fault, he came from a large Asian wealthy family and lived in huge house with all the trappings of luxury.

Many years I have been a long distance lorry driver and these days I mainly work the M4 corridor. Im married to Angela a very bossy and domineering woman who always puts her needs first.

My girlfriend Dina was away yet again but this suited me quite well, for Dina often worked away and I was patient with her because I had backup in the form of a fuck buddy.

I answered the doorbell and it was Sophie, my new lady starting work with me today, she looked anxious as most newbies are, I welcomed her and introduced her to the ladies.

I had recently moved into a new flat in Stanmore, it was a typical conversion flat, it was obviously once a very grand Victorian home.

It was a balmy summer evening when a group of us including my wife went out to a small Italian restaurant in Wimbledon Village.