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It seems the system had been updated recently, and it added a new custom field that’s viewable by employees only. When the patron scans their card, a profile pops on the computer at the front desk along with their picture. It gives quite a bit of information about them. Especially in this new custom text field. Seem’s the guys that normally work the desk have way too much fun with it. Going through some of the profiles of some of the people here now, I read some comments such as… “She’s fucking single!’ or “She's a regular at Patty’s pub down the street”. Or even, “She’s a total slut, buy her a drink and she’ll pay out.” The past few years, we haven’t had many girls working the front desk, that sure as hell shows, especially now, since the update. Our manager is pretty laid back and lets us run some of the day to day, so he really doesn’t give a fuck if nothing gets out to our patrons. As the evening progressed, this one younger gal came strolling in about 30 minutes before we closed, and god damn was she a sight for sore eyes. Standing at just about five and a half feet tall, her body was as thin and toned as a marathon runner with tits the size of cantaloupes. Her tight yoga pants hugged her ass perfectly. Her top revealed her incredibly toned abdomen, while her tits were literally screaming to be unbound. To top it all off, her dirty blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail with her hair flowing down halfway her back. I know I’ve seen her before, outside of the gym, but I just couldn’t place from where. As she walked past the front desk, tapping asian her member card against the barcode scanner, her profile popped up on the screen in front of me. Glancing at her name, I quickly stood up uttering, “Welcome back Rachel!”. “Thanks,” she replied in passing continuing her way into the gym. Fuck was she ravishing, I was fucking infatuated. I was transfixed. I wanted her. I needed her. Looking through her profile on the computer, I noticed she was 23, lived right down the street, and, japan from the subtle text in her comments field, my supervisor's wife. “ROBS fetish WIFE. DON’T FUCKING TOUCH.” read the comment. That’s where I must have met her. A few months ago I went to a party at Rob’s house. As my mind slammed on the brakes, the japanese outside world coming to a halt, a little observation crossed my mind like a subway reader board. ...Rob’s away this week at a conference… ...She’s probably home alone… Coming out of my fixation, I shook myself back into my surroundings, as if waking out of a dream. Getting up from the desk, I blowjob walked around the gym, making ‘rounds’ through the isles. As I passed Rachel, I couldn’t help but take a glance at her every moment I could. Continuing to walk the floor, my mind raced. I checked Rob’s schedule to see exactly how long he would be gone for. Looking through the printouts, I found his name. He wasn't scheduled to come back until the middle of next week. “Good,” I thought. He’s still gonna be gone for a few more days. My new wife tasted amazing. “It just will. It was mid-afternoon when Harriet was startled awake by a large shadow dropping across her. She moved her mouth up his body kissing and licking his skin until their lips bonded again. japan I turned around. At that moment, Jane was extremely grateful to japanese him for not making her admit she wanted to make love for the first time, ever. This was a different world than mine. Nothing much just thinking that's all. The next time will be worse," Anita admonished the weeping slave. If you put your hand against the glass he would move his hand as if giving you fetish a high five. I look up at him and watch as he rocks his hips back and forth to help push himself deeper. “What the hell?” he asked. From the screen there is a groan blowjob of female arousal, and Klink laughs raucously along with the asian reactions of an all-male crowd. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the kissing, but he was getting into it, so I didn’t resist, even when he kissed me on the lips. “You know I did,” he growled.