I was somewhat disappointed, but I just let it go. My boss was there, so we left work together and had dinner at the hotel. About 9 I heard a knock at...the door. She was back. She came in and we sat down and talked for a while. Then she asked if I minded if she had a shower. Of course, I was okay with that. She was in a long time. When she came out, she was dressed in one of the hotel robes. It was not tied. I stood and took her by the hand and led her to the bed. I was surprised to see her. ... but the cockhead is wet..... 10:45Hot-Dripping:covered in precum 10:4510:45Me: Yes! I am so excited that you are starting to run. Can you drip your wet precum on me? 10:46Me: Setting up my camera 10:46Hot-Dripping:think I should rub my wet cockhead on your clit and pussylips..... slowly.... warm and such a turn on... 10:47Me: Oh yes do that! 10:49Hot-Dripping:crazy - its only about an hour ago I masturbated and come loads.... but your sexy body and sexy voice makes me wanna have MORE...... It wasn’t really anything to do with sex or sexual interest, but one of power. If you were high enough in the corporate structure, it was expected that you’d bend your subordinates over and show them exactly who is the boss. There were rules to the game, though, and for now he was somewhat protected from having to play that game. When he hit the director level, he’d have to submit. Until then, he was safe.“You’ve got it figured out already, don’t you?”“Maybe,” Peter said.“Tell me.”“If someone. After a few minutes I stood unsteadily. I was barely able to walk after the hard pounding Bruce had given me. It was all I could do to get back in the shower to clean his sperm from my body and inside me, I took the shower head off and had to literally douche myself with the end of the hose. When I got out I put my robe back on and walked into the living room and there was Bruce fast asleep totally exhausted from his frenzied mating with me, typical male...I just sat there and stared at the dog.