Then back.. I started slowly first, but gained speed while I fucked her throat. After awhile I couldn't take it anymore. We went the bedroom and tore ...he rest of our clothes off. She lied down prone, and I was kneeling above her. I kissed her neck, then licked and kissed way down her back. I reach her and tub her clit. I massage her in between fingers. I pour a little bit of lube on finger, and over her ass. I massage her asshole by vibrating my finger. I slowly work finger in. She loves every. None of us knew why. None of her direct account customers opened for business at seven in the morning. She outstayed even the most conscientious of us. I tried once but reached a point of great hunger and extreme boredom and left the office at 6.30 one night. Christine Harper still at her desk, seemingly up to her pretty eyes in work.Was she seeing someone who worked at our offices? Was she even married? Nobody seemed to know. There had been a very occasional mention of ‘Tom’ but there were no. The next day she was back apologizing and then she asked me what she could do to get her name on the paper."You don't have that much money Max." I don't like being called Max." Tough shit Max." Come on Henry, there must be something I can give you to put my name on the paper." I don't like being called Henry. I prefer Hank."She was on the ragged edge of giving me back my "tough shit" when she caught herself."How about we go out on a date or two?"I laughed."Come on Hen ... Hank, help me out. I’ve tried to get a lead and hold it. I’ve tried to shadow her and sprint to the end and I’ve even tried the “I’m just running next to you but sneak a three step sprint in at the end” technique but none of it works. Cassie is just a faster runner than me. As much as Cassie is faster than me, Alex is faster than Cassie. Alex is just a freak of nature when it comes to running. He can go out for a short two mile run and return two hours later having completed twenty miles. Not only is he able to.