Mytongue began to explore her mouth and hers explored mine for severalminutes. Then I did the same with another stranger, this one male. Ourkiss laste... even longer. When I finished, he looked shell shocked anddazed. Who knows, I thought, I might take home half the kitty and atall muscular guy with beach blonde hair. God, I hoped he didn't have agirlfriend waiting to start a fight with me. But if she did, it wouldbe a fight she would lose. After another moment I decided I'd betterjust go home. So I knew her sexual energy banks would be pretty well full, even after our pre-lunch romp – which meant that I’d probably be buying the drinks. My first orgasm took me by surprise when we were about half-way down the paddock; one moment I couldn’t feel much happening – then the muscles in my cunt, arse and belly suddenly began to contract strongly and deliciously, squeezing a cry from me, and currents of sensation curled my toes, making me fight against the impulse to straighten my legs. It was all about the small motions then. This was getting hopeless, she thought as she laughed a little out loud. It was the desire to do that with her toy that had caused her to masturbate on the bed in the first place so that she’d be wet enough for the dildo in the bath in just the right way. And she’d really wanted that while she thought about meeting with that man today. If she couldn’t get a handle on what was going on in her boiler room soon, she knew that she’d stand a good chance of. I buzzed her:"Claudia, this isn't coffee ... This is -" - mud, I know. Why do you keep asking me to make it then?" It's my prerogative, I'm your boss. Now be a good girl and make me a fresh cup, yeah?"She didn't reply to that, and I knew she was already hard at it. I had hand-picked her from among the bureau staff because she was one of the few who had finally survived the ordeal, a real good shot, and very keen on voicing her personal opinions, which could be easily discerned from the fact.