Tell me you want me to fuck you slow. Tell me you can't wait anymore and you want -- need -- to come on my dick. Tell me. I want you on top of me. Pl...ase, look me in the eye as you straddle me and take my cock in your hand. I want to watch the look on your face as you rub the head of my dick up and down your slit. And once you've teased me, once neither of us can stand not being linked in this most intimate way, I want to hear your soft, sweet sigh as you slowly, deliciously lower yourself. ' His PA here at the Pearl Foundation, Yvonne, simply called him 'Boss.'The voice of that very last person about whom he had been thinking broke through his ruminations. "Boss, you need to get your head in the game here before you meet with the board. I mean, they know that you are in charge, but they can also smell your hesitation sometimes." Yvonne, while normally very formal and businesslike, could be rather blunt when she had to be.Yvonne had come to be a real treasure in Carl's mind;. Then he pushed his tongue into my mouth and I was inheaven. Just as quickly Arden stood up and took my hand and said,"Come on, let's get out of here. I've had just about all I can take of thecrowd." OK," I replied. "Let's go."When we got in his pickup, Arden looked at me and took my face in his handsand then planted a kiss on my mouth. And I mean a kiss. I was putty bythe time we came up for air. His hands were all over my bra and I was justabout to go for his cock when he broke off our. I just pulled them up and expelled all my breath tofit into them. My g-string was obvious from behind, especially afterJennifer pulled it up even more and told me to leave it like that. Thetop was a lilac spaghetti string tank. She then helped me apply some makeup, including lots of lip gloss, pulled my hair back into a looseponytail, and gave me some white Chanel sunglasses to wear, that were allthe rage. I looked in the mirror and was surprised. I looked like acute, chubby girl. My.