"Hi, Stephanie," Philip said as he slipped his tie off and hung his sports jacket away in the hall closet. "How did everything go tonight?" he asked i... earnest as he started checking out Stephanie to see how best to make an approach to her."Stephanie, how are you doing tonight?" Philip asked as he came over and sat down beside her on the couch."I'm doing OK. How was your meeting? How's Mary doing tonight?" she asked."The meeting went well and I guess Mary's doing good, too. I haven't talked to. So, you gonna tell me about what happened?" Oh, it was loads of fun. The first time, she just helped me relax by staring at her words on the screen and getting me to pay close attention to what she was saying. Getting me to focus on her words, you know, repeating them over and over..." It was surely my cock's imagination, but I could swear she was glazing over right now as she talked about it. Nah.She continued, less glazy. "It was so soothing. It was like surrender. All my cares and worries. OTE: The below is a completely fictional story of my own personal fantasies with the incredibly beautiful, artisically brilliant and alltogether lovely fellow xHamster user, Ria (https://xhamster.com/users/ria3xx). This story is inspired by the pictures in her wonderful 'One Wild Night' gallery (https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/rias-one-wild-night-7051478).I hope you enjoy reading this, and if you do, it would be awesome if you took the time to show the darling Ria some deserved love and. With a start I see her standing in the doorway. At that moment I realize I have a very large bulge in my pants. I place the picture back on the desk and ask, “I was just wondering what kind of car that was,” attempting to avoid the question and stalling until the bulge receded. She looked at me with a knowing smile. She was wearing a short summer dress, cut fairly low and from the points protruding just below the neckline, no bra. Knowing exactly what was under that dress I realized.