He sent out for a small pizza, and prepared for another day of eating at his desk. In the middle of the pepperoni, two soft hands slid around the side... of his face from behind to cover his eyes. "Eating at work is bad for your digestion, Greg. You need to find something different to get your mind off things."The voice and perfume identified the hands as Eleanor, his colleague and chief competitor – and delicious side piece. Greg leaned back in his chair, and pushed his feet well forward and. She has always been very open and honest with me, sharing almost every little thing in her life with me. I have been a shoulder for her to cry on with every break up she has had. I knew what would be happening next. Since our parents are both still at work, Samantha and Devon wouldn’t take too long before ending up in her room exploring each other’s bodies. If I can say this myself, Samantha is a beauty. Although Samantha is on the short side, she has lovely muscular legs that seem to go on. That seems fair enough. So tell me about these things that make you wet." "I've already told you one of them. Remember the story I was telling you about not wearing panties in the restaurant?" "Oh, yes. I liked that story. A woman noticed." "Yes, and you... overstimulated yourself, and I had to cut the story short. Yes, that was one of my fantasies." "Ah, please tell it to me again. I'll try to last longer. But first, lets get comfy. I want to touch you while you tell it." The bastard! He. In themuted light kneeled a chained male dressed only in what looked to be a leatherpunishment hood. "Oh he's got a few miles on him, but he works out every dayand under that macho hood is a full head of hair-all his, a lovely nose, lusciouslips and beautiful eyes. Here," Sandra said and ignited a gas fireplace. "Let'sthrow more light on my….uhm, Indulgence." Two golden studs glimmered from the broad and lightlyoiled chest but the shaven cock and balls drew the most attention. Seeing whereall.