We didn’t talk about this topic further. After a couple of days, my married colleague came dressed very well. She had been to the parlor, got her ey...brows done and maybe did facial too. She was wearing a full sleeves jacket and jeans. The day continued as usual and around 11 pm and once everyone left, she took the bag and started leaving.Me: Where are you going so early leaving your laptop here?She: I will be back. I am going to the washroom.Me: Why the heck are you taking your bag? Don’t. A bit worried now, he entered his home office, flicked the lights open and smiled. A vase filled with red roses sat on the middle of his table and in his big leather office chair, her. She was curled in his chair, wearing a bathrobe, sleeping. He walked over her and touched her face and kissed her lightly. She moved and blinked her eyes open, smiled and sleepily said, “Welcome home honey.” He touched his nose with hers and kissed her on her lips gently. “You shouldn’t have slept here.” He said,. My lips take your clit inside my mouth so my tongue can stroke it and press hard back and forth upon it. By now, your lips are swollen with desire, your legs reveal a small tremble and your pussy is dripping with your own hot, wet, cream. I taste your juices and then focus in on your clit again by flicking it with my tongue, sucking it back inside between my lips and teeth. Harder and harder I suck, while my hand reaches up to rub your breast and tease your nipples. Your legs are now shaking. "Dayle," she began, "May I ask a big favour?" I suppose so. What is it?" You won't be angry when I ask it?" Of course not! This is beginning to seem very mysterious." Well, There's this customer of ours from the west coast. He's verytaken with me, but I don't want to get mixed up with a married man. He'sin town for three days and wants me to go out with him on Friday night.I told him my fianc? had asked me to the opera that night. Then he wentout and bought tickets and wants us to be his.