I started getting a little aroused when she came in the room with the pajama suit on, but I thought, 'Nahhhhh....nothings gonna happen...".She scooted... still on the floor closer to me."I hope it doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, but would you rub lotion on my shoulders and back?" No...", I said starting to tremble a little. She handed me the bottle of lotion and gave me a slight smile as she saw my trembling hand. She then sat in front of me with her shouders between my knees. I put lotion. She met his vicious thrusts. She arched her back and lunged into his massive, slamming dick. “Again fuck boy! Pour it into me again! Yes! Drain that baby juice into my fucking baby making pussy! Do it Buck! Just fucking do it! Yyyyyeeeesssss!” They both screamed because this time they came together. It was an explosion of utter rapture. His seed jetted into her boiling bitch box like the waves of a tsunami! She’d tried to get her legs around his waist but she was a little too short. So. It had been a week since I last saw her and as usual her expression-filled face radiated when she saw me. I knew I was grinning.She wrapped her arms around my neck and I held her in a bear-hug. Then suddenly her hands dropped and she began to feel around my middle like she was squeezing bread.I pushed her away and made a grab for her hands. "What the hell are you doing?" Haven't been getting out much, Master?" Her wicked grin looked maliciously playful. I wondered if she was working up to a. I made a note on my desk blotter so I could put it in Lotus Organizer once I finished my phone calls.My third call was to Stan Jakes. He’d left a couple of messages wishing me a speedy recovery, and I still owed him a meeting to talk about technology. We agreed to meet for lunch on the 19th, and I moved on to my next three calls. I called Ben Jackson, Ben van Hoek, and Ned Jenkins to let them know I was back to work full time. All of them were happy to hear from me and reminded me to let them.