Even Happy was smiling! Hugh brought it to an end by thanking them for all that they had done for Wilkins over the last year and wishing them the Seas...n’s Greetings. As the applause and cheering died down an unidentifiable voice added, “An’ thank you Miss Grace for kickin’ this party off!” There was a roar of agreement and applause.Grace blushed and looked down. Hugh reached for her hand and raised it. There was another cheer. The management group left. There were handshakes and kisses as. He kept going. "Stop now," she said. She pressed his balls against the desk, slowly pushing harder. She pulled her hand away then smacked it against his balls hard, hitting them against the desk. She made a fist and punched his balls against the desk. His hands reached down and he fell on top of the desk. "Oh I bet that hurt like hell. Move your hands though hun." He pulled his hands away. She smacked his nuts against the desk again. He reached down and grasped his balls, moaning.She grabbed. I parked the bike on the curb, and we both got off to stretch our muscles. I shook out a cigarette from my dwindling pack, and lit it. We both shared the cigarette. When she returned the fag after taking a deep puff, I saw the mark of her lipstick on the filter. The smell of the lipstick, and her perfume overrode the stink of the tobacco. She was my steady girlfriend, who stood by me in everything I did. She shared all my passions and it was natural of me to reciprocate. We finished the. She was still in a daze herself and I could see her chest move up and down as her breathing had become labored. After a moment we locked eyes. She looked at me like the man her in the story did. I leaned in but she retreated, looking nervously around the car. There was an elderly couple asleep five rows behind us and that was it. She came back to meet my gaze and leaned in for a kiss. The hair on the back of my neck shot up and goosebumps covered my arms. Our tongues fought one another taking.