“Good?” he asked. “It’s--nice,” I said. “How far are you in?”“Uhm, just at the first joint. Just the tip, you know?”“That’s fine...” he said, very quietly. “Now go ahead and slide your finger in to the next joint.” I did as he suggested. It went in so smooth. Like it was being sucked inside by this hot puckered mouth. A mouth I’d never opened before, till now. Damn. I felt like I was really accomplishing something. I started to giggle uncontrollably. It was so strange, like I felt so naughty but. It was quite late at night as I recall and she looked like she'd been crying. She asked me where Jason was and for the first time in a long time I had no answer to give. I felt like I had been caught out and she could see it in me. I simply told her that I hadn't seen him in a few days and had no idea of where he was. That's when the tears started and I wanted to console her but I didn't know how to. The only solution I had was to smoke weed and hope she would calm down a bit. I just sat there. And he thought it was her calling him, since she was in the anteroom of his office. As soon as he rang the bell he said without my saying anything "my love, just a little more, I just crossed the door, in a somewhat irritated tone. Hearing this I was startled and hung up, but I kept my eyes peeled to see what he would do next. Looking stealthily over the cubicles, her assistant's phone rang immediately, they spoke for only 5 seconds, she hung up and hurried into the office. I didn't say. Using the edges of her panties as a “do-not-cross”border, he kissed gently along the edges of her pantiesand here and there pulled the edge down and licked atthe places it covered. He then pulled her panties downand off her feet tossing them on the floor next to herpants. Wrapping his arms around her thighs he didn’t pause forteasing here anymore, instead diving his mouth andtongue into her folds. He licked and sucked and teasedher, sending bolts of electricity up through her.
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