You never say a word, or complain in fear of being fired, but secretly enjoying it enough to occasionally show up at work without panties. Hoping that...I'll touch you that day. Finally giving into your urges, and straddling me in my chair. Telling me that I'm going to go down on her until you're satisfied or your're going to tell my wife. So, I've got a choice to make here. Act professional, and never touch you again, or do as you say. Straddling and kissing me with intense desire I can't help. .. good night hug,” I stammered.“Dressed like that?” Now I heard something closer to his normal voice. “This is new,” he commented, further.“It’s too hot to wear regular pajamas,” I said, weakly.“Do you still want the hug?” he asked.I finally lifted my eyes from his penis. He was smiling at me! Laughing at me!“Should I put my pajamas on first?” he asked. “Or is this good enough?”“This isn’t fair!” I blurted.“Fair? What does fair have to do with anything?” he asked.“You’ve done all this kind of. "What might that be I wonder…"A cheeky grin spread across her lips. "Do you have any fantasies? You know, sexual fantasies?" This was already sounding good, I just shrugged. "Well I have one, it's something I saw on the internet once. I've always wanted to try it."I was intrigued, "What is it?" Well," she replied, "You might think it's, a bit weird." Bloody hell, Abbey, come on! After what happened last night?"She looked at me smiling. "I want to take a bath." Take a bath? We showered like an. Her lips kissed over every inch of my face. My wet cock rubbed against her belly, smearing Aurora's cream across her expensive dress.“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Master!” she moaned over and over. “Yes, yes, yes!” Sam moaned, “Drink all your queen's pussy cream. That's it, you naughty slave.”I threw a look behind me, grinning at the sight of Sam's small tits quivering as she came on Tracy's mouth. So she was my queen? That must be Aurora's doing. It was hot. I watched my queen grind on my.