‘Cut it out!’ I said, grabbing her wrist. Her other hand pulled the snap on my pants loose and pulled at the zipper clumsily. I grabbed both her w...ists. ‘NO.’ I said to her, squeezing her wrists. ‘Come on.’ She licked her top lip just a little and pushed her shoulders back, her breasts jutting forward. ‘I’m pretty good.’ ‘Listen, sun’ll be up soon. Let’s sleep. Or if you want, I’ll work you over with one of your toys. But I’m not going to fuck you.’ Her eyes narrowed. Rejection, that’s what I. My first thought was how odd his hairy, soft belly felt against my chest, but that was quickly thrust aside by the totally unfamiliar sensation of the tip of my cock being tickled by a moustache, and then plunged into a warm mouth. I was in danger of cumming immediately, but it seemed Dave was experienced, as he broke off sucking just in time and began licking my balls.The relief from near orgasm reminded me I should be reciprocating, so I lowered my head and took his balls in my mouth once. His hand slipped down my bodyy to feel my cock and balls through my briefs! I couldn't believe the sensations I was feeling, but his fingering quickly brought me to the edge, and I groaned as I shot my load into my briefs. He continued fingering me as my cum wet my pants. "Nice, nice - now follow me" he whispered, and I did - to the toilets. "Strip, boy" he ordered, as soon as he had locked the door, and he sat himself down on the toilet whilst I undressed. "Everything off" he insisted, and I. I went back to work and started seriously considering looking for another job.Towards the end of the day Anne approached me in the break room and I waited patiently for the inevitable stream of cuss words that she surely thought I deserved. Instead she simply told me she wanted to talk to me after work. I was pretty confused and surprised by her reaction. In my experience what she had seen earlier was sufficient enough to destroy any non-serious relationship on the spot. What was there to.