”Lucy giggles. “I know, I get that a lot.” She sighs. “Break the ice with her. She likes coffee, so that’s a starting point.”“Okay, I’...l figure something out,” he says. “I’ll keep you posted.”“You do that,” she says.After saying their goodbyes, Roman closes the communicator. He sits at his desk for another few moments before getting up and walking out the office.“Brea, where can I find a good cup of coffee?” he asks, stepping up to her desk and feeling the same way he did when he first met her. He was holding his newspaper in his right hand now and I realized that he did not seem to be taking the opportunity of using it to protect himself from my overture which could surely not have gone unnoticed. I moved in closer. Still with umbrella in my right hand and well-shielded from the crowd by his coat, I deliberately felt him with my fingers. By now, he was not so much hanging down his leg but pointing down across in front of it. As I explored downwards, however, he just seemed to get. Hmm? What’s this?” The king ripped away her underclothes, and held them up to examine them in the candlelight. “Lady Desiree, you’re soaking wet. Have you been wishing for me to fuck you?”“No, please... !” Her pleas were cut off with a moan as the king ran a finger within her slit, touching ever so lightly on the hard nub of her clit.“Well, my lady,” the king said, pushing her arms down over her head, “I shan’t keep you waiting. Your wish is getting granted today.”The royal cock pushed between. ”“i’ve wanted to do that for ages,” I said.“Well, why didn’t you say so? Anyway, I better be going, help me up.”I helped her up and we put our clothes on. Rachna gave me one last, long kiss, and then headed for the basement where her car was parked. The next day being Rachna’s last, they threw a bit of a party in the office, and presented her with a card and a present, and everyone stood around eating cake. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was wearing a dark blue dress with white buttons.