The only thing that got me through the stupid meetings and tasks of the morning was thinking about him, being at the restaurant today. I didn't allow ...yself to consider the most likely prospect: that he wouldn't be there at all.So at lunch, I left my desk a few minutes early, primped a bit in the ladies' room, and walked to the restaurant. I sat at the same table I was at the day before, ordered the same thing, and waited.And, of course, he didn't come. With each second that ticked, each minute. Sighing she put it down and went to the kitchen for coffee. She checked her reflection in the mirrored window of the door as she entered. Her silky blond hair was in place under her cap, and no smudges in her mascara. Her blue eyes were sparkling despite the early hour of the morning. She fixed coffee and a toast, and returned to the nurse's station.As she ate her mind wandered to events of the previous evening. After logging into an online chat room, she had a delightfully nasty time. " She kept looking into my eyes,directly into them, into my cornea and through the optic nervesand into my brain. As she wetly stroked my twitching cock I heardonly the wet slush of her hand in the hot spit she had left on me,and her endless, libidinous whispers. "You like it just as much asI do, don't you, I can tell. I like it too. I like watching yourface while I make you feel good. I love your dick. I lovetouching it. I love milking it, and sucking..." She pumped andthen sucked and then. Sara, of course, told me that I would enjoy the benefits of my hard workand that I need not be a little sissy about it.I decided that I would ask my office manager, Cara, for more time overlunch, so I would not get into trouble like the last time.Sara's email also provided specific directions for me to get ready thatmorning.I was to take out my butt plug, wash and sanitized it, take ashower, and apply a light application of Nair - hair removal, to myentire body except for the small triangle.