I headed to the lounge and my master was sitting on the couch watching television."Have you forgotten something?" He asked me"Yes, I'm sorry my master... How can I make it up to you?" I reply politely."Show me your tits"I pull them out of my top. I was about to pull them out of my bra when he says "Stop there." Squeeze your nipples. Make them really hard."I squeeze them. They are popping through the holes in my bra."Bring them here." He tells meI walk over to him. He reaches up to me and grabs me. My heels were killing me. I wanted a relaxing spa bath. I needed some quiet personal down time after completing a deadline review just before six. And here I was clock watching at seven-thirty, thinking a polite exit would be okay at eight. I’d call up my recent fuckbuddy about ten I was thinking, when I got my second wind.I was drifting from group to group trying not to look obviously bored. How I ended up alone with two of the high flying young senior managers, James and Jason, yeah nearly. " That's all right, James. I'm not certain you would have made it home under your own steam." You always were a kind Head of Year...I always liked you." Thank you, that's very flattering."He hadn't moved his hand at all, but his grip was a little tighter."Are you sure you only liked me. James? There weren't any ....stronger feelings involved?"He giggled a little and coughed."Well we all liked your legs, Miss; especially when you wore those tight black skirts and white blouses to school.". My sister must have noticed and she sat next to me feeling my head."Are you ok sis? You look like a mess? This room does get hot sometimes for some reason. If it gets too hot again try the living room, the couch is amazing." No, I'm ok, travel flu, or something... those airplanes are petri dishes, it probably just needed to burn itself out... I'm feeling better already."Trying to control my breathing on the verge of orgasm, I sat up next to her slipping my hand out of my shorts, hopefully.