She took the hint, and began pressing and squeezing the flesh around my anus, and slipping her fingers along both sides of my labia. She’d occasiona...ly bump into my clit as she rubbed up and down between my legs, causing me to catch my breath when she did.After relishing this ass and labia massage for several minutes, I was completely turned on, and my pussy was soaking wet. Clearly she knew this, and finally slipped two of her fingers inside my vagina as far as they would go, while her other. .. She’s working on a new column. You know how she submerges herself in that.”“Yeah, I know. She can be incommunicado for days on end.”“Saturday after next is the company picnic. I invited her to come along.”“Did she accept?”“She did, indeed. Are you coming?”“We usually skip it. It’s more for kids and we don’t have any. But if she’s going to be there -- I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”Chris dozed on his sofa. The sound of a dumpster door slamming outside, under his apartment window jolted him. “I can do this. I promise,” she stated with more determination than confidence.“Why don’t you stand up and give it one last try,” he suggested.Sarah stood. She thought about what she needed to say and psyched herself up. She could do this. She could be sexy. She could be confident. Hell, deep down she even really wanted it. She just had to be convincing. She put on her sexiest smile and tilted her head to the side just a little. “Tony, I know you want me and I sure as hell want you. I. It was dark at 4 in the afternoon and I chose a booth at the far corner of the room, where we could sit very privately. I got there early and was very pleased to see the proper changes in Karen’s wardrobe and presentation, as she somewhat unsteadily approached me in her new high heels across the carpeting. In her beautiful black dress (not low-cut, because her tits were smallish) she looked like a completely new woman. She had gotten used to jeans and comfortable shoes and I don’t think she.