1. Joyce Dickinson part 9


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Mature, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    lovers. Showered and dried, she chose her day off not going out apparel. Bra and knickers..matching of course, black of course, and thong , of course! She had other colours, but black was her favourite. All were sexy and all bought for provocation. A pair of joggers and a tee shirt completed her attire. After another cup of tea, she prepared herself for the arrival of McPeevie her temporary boss. He was calling in to discuss some minor clerical errors that had to be examined before the next day deadline from last weeks inspection. She had offered to call into his office but he insisted he was in the neighbourhood and it wasn't a problem. She hoped he wouldn't be long then she could lie down and sl**p. McPeevie was nicknamed Mcpervert by the girls at work, saying he was always licking his lips when he was near them. Sylvia thought he had a thing for Lesley...her friend...but she seemed frightened of him and avoided him at all times. Lesley was a bit older than Sylvia and had had a tough life, but was strong and just got on with life. Sylvia smiled when she recalled seeing Lesley in the shower...all tattoos and piercings. She wouldn't have guessed that. An hour later, after tidying up, she saw the big old Mercedes pulling into the drive, which signalled the arrival of her visitor. By the time he was out of the car she had the front door open and ready to greet him. She looked at the 6' plus giant of a man waddling towards her, briefcase in hand and sweating profusely. He was ...
    balding and sporting a goatee beard and moustache. She didn't like him...at all. &#034Morning Mr McPeevie....nice day&#034 &#034Aye it's ok&#034 he replied in his Scottish accent....&#034nice hoose...by, it's big&#034 &#034Um...yes..do come in&#034 &#034Aye...ta&#034 &#034Cuppa?&#034 &#034Aye please...white coffee, four sugars and a biscuit...bring the packet..I'm peckish&#034 She disliked him even more. He walked through the reception area, through the living room and seeng the conservatory,nmade straight in there. She followed as though she were the guest. &#034I'll bring it in here than shall I ?&#034 She said quite frostily. &#034Aye that's greaaat&#034 He looked around the big garden and absorbed and stored all the information his eyes gathered. The barbecue was still out and uncleaned, sunbeds with towels on, empty wine bottles, plates and cutlery still on the outside table. 'Partygoers and untidy'. Logged. &#034Oh...well done lass, ya a gid yin....put it down there and sit next tae me. We can talk better when ya next tae me, when a show yee the papers...ok&#034 Sylvia set the tray down on a small table next to the sofa and sat as far away as she could. She watched him drink his coffee and eat nearly the full packet of biscuits before he spoke again..he belched loudly then drained his coffee...&#034I'll have another..please...where's the loo..ah need a pee?&#034 &#034Oh...er...ok. Upstairs...second door&#034 Without saying thankyou, the bear of a man was climbing the ...