Sure enough, he called
me later that night. (“Nothing
wrong here”, he said huskily.) Then he sat at the end
of the table and took first my left then my right foot in his
hands, caressing each gently, then softly placing it into
a stirrup. Blowjob sex I knew what he wanted, and I spread my knees
even wider to let him know he could have it. “That’s a lovely dress, ” was the first
thing he said to me that day. He continued to finger me, and then I felt
something exquisite on my clit. When your out of the office. Then he looked down at me and asked sexily, “Can
I come on your breasts?”
I smiled in response, and slid his cock in and out of my mouth,
tonguing him while I fondled his balls. I wanted to believe that he
felt it, too – that he was as drawn to me as I was to him – but
to him I was probably just
