Much to my dismay, neither took place, and as I reached the end of my second cigarette, my cover story had literally gone up in smoke.I glanced over a... the window one last time, hoping for something to stop me from going in, and that was when I noticed the crack between the blind, and the edge of the window. There was enough light to make me think I could get a glimpse inside, but I wondered if it was worth the possibility of being caught. I guess I am just a deviant at heart, and I crept over. I’m in heaven. He is so talented at this. I can feel the tightness beginning inside me and I know I’m going to cum soon. In between gasping for breath, I try to let him know how close I am. His teasing licks are driving me crazy. I need more. He realizes my urgency and without warning he flattens his tongue against my clit hard. That’s it. I’m flying now. I’m cumming and cumming and I don’t think it’s ever going to end. I’m shaking and crying from it. With a final kiss, he slowly raises his. Smirking at him as he walks out of the office. Because I know that the boss is not going to a meeting. He is going to meet his little ‘plaything’ downtown. The one I introduced him to at our last company party. The one that ditched me for him. That fine little slut was taking my boss for everything he has. That is why I introduced my boss to her. I knew from the start she was a money hungry bitch. But, oh, could she suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch. Or as another one of my. Everywhere I go, I seem to see couples holding hands, or touching each others bottoms in anticipation of good sex to come. Even my Dad is having an affair with our maid. Anyway, I met the boy on the jeepney going home from work the other night. The jeepney ride to my place takes about 30 minutes, by the way, and has always been a good place to get to meet boys. I think a lot of sex has started with the forced touching of knees or thighs on a tightly packed jeepney.When I used to be coming home.