So he was right there when they tried getting too friendly and he rescued me. He brought me here and gave me some coffee to sober me up. When he told ...e what had almost happened and what he did to prevent it… well, I fell for him right then.We began dating for a bit and then he broke the news about his being a Master and being into BDSM. I had always had an interest in it, although I had never tried any of it. So I became his first submissive. We had a great relationship, but then I moved away. We had been at it for over two hours, and I was just getting plain too tired to keep going. With a glance at the clock, she resumed sucking as hard as she could. Not quite what I planned. I figured she would want me to eat her out again, or put her legs over my shoulders and go to town, but she had other ideas. After about two minutes, she glanced at the clock again and straddled me one more time, burying my cock deep between her legs. Throwing her head back and moaning gloriously, she road me. He was so eager to rub it on his eyes that I suspected he was a virgin, and his over-the-top flirting was only a mask to hide it. Michel frowned and Candy shook her cleavage at him and he sighed, sniffed the minty concoction, and rubbed it under his eyes muttering something in French. It didn't sound complimentary. The ointment had a ... distinct odor to it. That strong, medicinal smell from the cold cream combined with a sulfurous fume from the charm.Francois flirted badly with us the entire. She made the mistake of mixing up Ms. Audrey’s appointments. After some sharp words that reduced the office to silence, (even the phones seemed to have stopped ringing in anticipation of her wrath) Jen was summoned in. When she emerged half an hour later her face was indeed flushed and I could see that her eyes were teary yet she did not clean out her desk. She sat there with a dreamy expression and a barely suppressed smile on her face the rest of the day. It was obvious she couldn’t.