She feel some of Chet's leavings on her thighs as she walked back to her desk. She wanted to veg out, but she had things to do. Surprisingly, her body...was still worked up. Her nipples seemed to have found the same on her bra, and it was a constant distraction. She could feel the nap and weave of her bare bottom against the towel over her chair, and she could smell her wetness, mixed with just a hint of Chet's juices.She was staring stupidly at her monitor when her phone rang."Ally Townson.". You made me come on the floor." She said, indicating a puddle on the floor. "Get down there and lick it up."Ray balked at the command, but should not have doubted her resolve. Amy grabbed him by his hair and quickly brought his face down to the floor. "I said lick it up bitch!" She yelled.The violent action caused Ray to obey immediately. He extended his tongue and lapped up the salty puddle, even licking up the mess that had dripped from her well-reamed ass. She held his face down until the. I flipped him over on his back and placed a pillow under his butt elivating his ass just high enough so that his anus was at the same level as my throbbing prick. I lubed up my penis that had a condom on it by now an pressed it up to his back door, after several attempts I gained access to his tight virgin ass. His whole body tensed up and got rigged his neck strained as his head lifted off the mattress and he started gasping for breath. I instructed him to relax and take deep breaths, his. When the memory surfaces, as it does on those days when the world seems to have it in for me, I end up on the floor in the bathroom, still wet from the shower that never seems to make me feel clean. And regardless of what they say, time hasn't made it any less. It is still as vivid in my memory as the day it happened. And I hate it! I pray that I can forget it, but so far my prayers haven't been answered.Enough! It was done and it was over. Stop wishing and saying sorry over and over. It.