It was still an enchanting sight to behold regardless. I put aside my book and directed all my attention upon her. Sometimes she would straighten up ...nd the hem of the robe fell and hid the object of my desire. I was immune to its full impact and sway but surely I was not made of stone and the solid erection inside my pajama pants testified to its enduring influence which I was victim and benefactor simultaneously. I had the mad desire to rush over and slip my hand between her legs and finger. Doc Ostrowski is running them as fast as he can. I hear it’s something about the company insurance plan.” I knew better but didn’t say anything.That night I went shopping and picked out some appropriate items.One o’clock on Thursday and I was sitting on a raised platform along with Steve Coen the president of the company, his lawyer and Margarete. There were twenty people sitting in the audience. They all had a copy of a flier describing the newly created position. I was wearing a white silk. " No thanks," I said, looking around at the expensive appointments and wondering where the microphones were. Just show me your guest bathroom and give me a hand towel."In the bathroom she gave me a lot more than a hand towel. She pulled my cock out and said she wanted to tell it goodbye. I was plenty hard and her mouth was warm, but I couldn't cum in the time we had for playing out our scheme. It was a shame..At the airport she handed me a check for five hundred dollars to cover my air fare and. They had received an anonymous tip off that I was hiding drugs there, I almost laughed but invited them in. Of course they found nothing, they weren't even interested in my eardrops.A couple of weeks went by, then one lunchtime, into my office stormed a very angry June."You did it, didn't you?" she shouted, luckily the office was empty."What are you talking about?" I asked, acting innocent."You know, that rape drug thing," she spat, "yesterday morning I woke up with this splitting headache." Oh.