Thomas are not in. Mr. Williams is not expected today. Mr. Thomas should be in after lunch, but his afternoon is booked. I can take a message, but I a... afraid I cannot allow you to wait." It was worse than I thought.On the off chance that one of them was just incompetent, I continued in the role. "My name is Francine Martel. Did they leave any messages? I sent them word I was coming." That brought a reaction. My name was familiar. The next words out of her mouth would tell me a great deal. For. She walked around assorted boxes and cleaning equipment, making her way to the door that led to the lobby of the building. She opened the door, leaving it unlocked as she closed it again and walked down a short hallway that led to the lobby. The lights from the room temporarily blinded her eyes. She stopped momentarily, using the excuse to compose herself. She walked up to the desk where a thin security guard was reading a ragged paperback book. She tapped her red fingernails on the desktop,. ’ I could tell that it was really getting to her and, then, ‘OOOH, OOH, UUH, oh, Ron, oh, Ron, oh, you make my pussy such a happy girl, mmm,’ as I continued licking and tonguing her. I looked up and she pulled me up by the shoulders and began kissing my wet face all over. ‘Oh, Ron, you were so good, you can do me any old time you want, hon.’ ‘You’ve got my number,’ I replied hopefully. ‘Well, why don’t you two go use my bedroom and have fun?’ So, I stood up, reached over and took Karen’s hand. Oh hell.”I had started making an idiot of myself from the first word I'd said. I covered my face with my hand, felt blushing, and a laugh escaped me. Then I gathered myself and went on.”Obviously it's not free, as you're sitting there. But could I come, say... on your lap? Shows to be a common practice here.”Jukka shot a quickish glance around the room. As his eyes were directed at the sofa on the other side of the room, the corners of his mouth involuntary-lookingly rose a notch, which made me.