I was virtually frogmarched into the general manager’s office, past rows of sniggering secretaries, with a “here’s-another-one” expression on ...heir faces. She was a very feminine general manager. Immaculately groomed, impeccably dressed, and wafting perfume with a stern face. She must have been about 50, a woman of my fantasies. Mature, voluptuous, with huge breasts, not concealed but emphasised, by her harshly cut power-suit. Under a cascade of shiny black hair, her expression was one of total. " We can do that, Governor. We will use your voice, to sound more friendly."The minutes John closed his phone, it rang again, and he switched it back on, to hear his own voice saying,"People of New Eden, the bangs that you may have noticed are nothing to be concerned about. The noise is the delivery and installation of metal fence posts for the protective fencing to be built outside the mountains. There are more than seven thousand of these posts coming down from orbit, over a period of several. The thought of that turned me on more, made me even more willing tentative as she crept close enough and licked up my length slowly. She then placed her mouth over the tip then lower till she couldnt go any farther. She slides me slowly out from her lips and pauses where she caresses it with her tongue. My body wanted more and as if she knew what i wanted she placed one hand on me and balanced with the other. Staring into my eyes she forced her mouth up and down me till my body jerked and she. He was still absorbing the feeling of the hair on her mound tickling him – and the warm wetness – when she clasped his wrists. She pulled his hands to her breasts, and threw her head back with a moan when he instinctively squeezed them.“I like that. You’re gentle,” she said when she looked back down at him.The globes were firm, yet yielding to the pressure of his fingers as he explored them. Her nipples were stiff, poking into his palms, and every time he brushed them, a small sound of pleasure.