Climax, sort of.

Sally couldn't control herself any longer. Her right hand found her pussy, and started fingering herself.

Left hand couped her boob and played with nipple.

She doesn't care anymore that she was kneeling in Mr.Johnson garden before the greenhouse.

Wearing only an apron.

Her half naked body was glistening with sweat.

Approaching orgasm clouded her judgment.

Possibility to be caught in this situation by Mr.Johnson and her boss who were somewhere in the house. Or possibly on their way to the greenhouse. Was incredibly intoxicating.

SPANK.

Her hand left her boob and delivered a slap on her buttcheek. It wasn't the same as when Mr.Johnson spanked her.

But it still left tingling pain on her skin.

With another few slaps, she came.

It was strong, that spanking added something new.

But she doesn't get time to contemplate newly discovered feelings.

“Did you hear that,” voice of her boss reached her ears. “Like somebody clapping.”

“I didn't hear a thing.” Mr.Johnson answered.

Sally looked around, she didn't see them, but they must be close.

She hurried inside the greenhouse.

They must be closer than she thought, because they enter only a second after she dashed behind the work table.

“Sally there you are,” called Mr.Willows when he saw her.

“Did you hear someone clapping? I swear to god I hear some clapping. But Howard says he didn't hear anything.”

“OH, that was me,” Sally started explaining, “ I was trying to kill some annoying mosquito. But I missed it a few times.”

From his expression she can tell he bought that.

However Mr.Johnson, standing behind him had a suspicious expression.

Both men moved closer to her position.

“John, look at the plants over there, they have some weird bugs. I can get rid of.”

Mr.Johnson pointed to the working table on the left.

Then he moved next to Sally.

Their eyes meet again. Her expresion mix of fear and anticipation.

He looked at her beck, and a smile appeared on his face, when noticed her slightly pinkish buttcheek.

“So annoying mosquitoes?” he whispered.

“Looks like it managed to bite you here.” And with that, he gently cupped her buttcheek and fondled it.

Sally shivered, and a whimper escaped her lips.

She quickly looked at Mr.Willows. Luckily he was occupied by plants and didn't pay attention to what was happening so close to him.

Mr.Johnson used her distraction and managed to untie back straps of her apron.

Sally felt as the straps fell to her sides, and the apron moved more freely.

She was still covered from the front. But her sides were now slightly more visible.

She glanced at him pleading with her eyes.

But the old man just smiled at her and quietly said.

“Don't worry, it will be alright.”

He gave her butt last squeez and focused his attention on Mr.Willows. Who joined them after he finished examining the plants.

Sally's boss was now standing on the opposite side of the table. Still oblivious to the fact that she was naked. Well, half naked.

“They are just harmless bugs.” Mr.Willows said. “Nothing to worry about.”

“Excellent, thanks “ said Mr.Johnson cheerfully.

Sally was anxiously watching their conversation. Trying to act as normal as possible.

When she felt Mr.Johnson hand moved on her buttcheek.

Her eyes moved on Mr.Willows. It seems he didn't notice any suspicious movement.

From his point of view, Sally and Howard were standing next to each other. Nothing unusual.

He didn't see his friend fondling the firm young buttcheek of one of his employees.

“Sally, I know you should have a day off in sunday. I need to do an inventory check, Mia was supposed to help but she texted that she fell ill. So could you help me?”

Mr.Willows suddenly asked.

At that precise moment Sally wanted to answer.

Mr.Johnson's index finger penetrated her pink ass hole. “Aha, yess.” She gasped from the shock.

Mr.Johnson chuckled and Mr.Willows took it as her answer.

“Great, now I need to go. Howard don't **** my worker too much.” Mr.Willows said and looked at both of them. As a teacher scolding his pupils. Then he looked behind Sally. His expression changed for a second.

After that he left.

“That went well” Mr.Johnson said.

But Sally didn't listen.

She was looking behind her. On a spot where her boss was looking seconds ago.

She didn't realize it, but all the time she was standing right infront of the glass wall of the greenhouse. After years the glass panel was dirty.

But it still acted as a mirror. It was not as clear as a normal mirror. But Sally still could recognize her reflection. Her naked back with Mr.Johnson hand on her butt and his finger still inside her butthole.

And if she could see it, Mr.Willows saw it too. Her heart skipped a beat. Her boss saw all of it. She was doomed.

“Well this is an interesting development.”

Mr.Johnson said when he realized what happend.