”“She is,” I replied, having overcome my reserve, “Very beautiful.”“Do you fancy her?” Another pause as I searched for the right answer...“What man wouldn’t,” I said. ‘What diplomacy,’ I thought, surprised at my skills of turning the thought of ‘I’d fuck the arse off her anytime,' into those words so quickly.“You may not be aware, but I knew Gill. Back in England.” Gill, as in my ex-wife.“I wasn’t until recently.”“Are you still in touch?”“Not spoken since the divorce. I have no idea where she. His body sank into the softness of his seat. A slow look at me told me that his buzz was in full swing. I made my move and slid myself into his lap. One leg on each side, facing him with my hands sliding around his neck, up the back of his head. In one fluid motion, I pressed myself into him and landed on his lips. I felt hesitation in his hands. Motionless. I continued, seeing if I could provoke a response. His hands moved, across my legs, up my sides, to my back. His breadth was unsteady,. After taking one, I had waited,expecting a sudden rush of sexual excitement. Stupidly enough, after 10minutes, I had taken another; thinking the first hadn't taken affect.30 minutes later, I was starting to really get the effect - my cock washard and I felt like it wanted to jump out my trousers. I was sure Icould keep the feeling under control, but had been more than a littlesilly to take two.I was alone in the office and I began to unpack my "kit" - tights,handcuffs and a few little extra. I shivered and rubbed faster. "Is this all I get for my money?" she said in a breathless whisper, placing her hand on the top of my head and gently pushing me down. I kissed her as I went, taking her lips in mine, her neck, both nipples , brown and erect, her stomach, each hip twice, feeling their long curves on my tongue. Her hand was still on my head. I looked up to see her biting her tongue with a fire in her eyes. She squeezed my head between her legs and I let my tongue out inside of her..