How I wanted to be able tokiss her cute ass and show her how incredible she mademe feel, but anal play was always off-limits in thecafe, no matter how...much I begged!Instead I got to fantasise of her sexy bum and slickhole as my tongue spiralled sloppily over her button;her distinctive fragrance, and delicious tastestimulated my senses. Her thighs pressed against my earsand her mouth detached from my cock. Her palms rolledover my pre-cum and saliva soaked glans as she sat upand pressed her body. .. Just not what I expected.”“Sue, I'm sorry.” His voice was full of remorse, “I promised not to look and not to touch. I broke both promises and I'm really sorry.”"No. No. I didn’t mean it that way. I meant I didn’t expect to come like that – all wild and crazy. Did I scare you?” I looked over at him and our eyes met for a long moment.He smiled, “No. I’m glad you’re not shy. Was it half-as-good as it seemed?”“Ummm. First time I didn’t do it myself. You made me feel … I mean it was … ” I. "Y... yes, they are..." he answers, trying to make his voice sound deep."Is there anything else you'd like me to do, boss?" I ask playfully."Emm... No Kolin, that's it for now"I turn around to leave his office, not without taking the chance to "accidentally" drop one of the pages of the form. I want to ride him so bad. I bend over slowly to pick up the page, making sure he gets a magnificent view of my ass and my lace underwear. I peek on him and he's about to explode. His red face, his hand. 'One of the maids propped Bess up on the pillows and I sat next to her,holding her hand. In her other hand she clutched a small bouquet of whiteroses, nearly fresh, save for a bit of brown bordering the edges of some ofthe petals. The roses had been snatched, I believe, from the funeral parloracross the alley from Mrs. Pierson's house of ill repute. 'Reverend Potts gave a nice service, all things considered. When it cameBess's turn to acknowledge that she would love, honor and obey me.