I give your balls a quick lick with my tongue as you claw at the covers. I know what you are anticipating, but I have other plans for you. Your legs ...re spread wide and I’m kneeling between them. I lean forward and brush my hair one last time up your thighs, over your balls and your cock. Your moans distract me…god, I want to fuck you so hard, but more so, I want you to relax and stay here close to me. I push my shorts off and straddle your leg, pressing my slick clit against it as I bring. I walked around it and told him it was nice he slid back and had no pants on and a raging hard on. He told me to open the door and then come back and get under the desk. I realized as I fitted myself under the desk that this desk was huge. Rick slid under as well and his cock was in my face. I started suckcing his cock. I heard Carol come back into the office. She and Rick were talking but his cock was getting harder. He asked Carol when her last date was. She laughed and said that no. ”I knew what they meant. I had no idea if it was his phone or hers, but that was the phone from which I received my instructions. I opened the package I’d found on my porch when I got home from work. A pair of dark wash jeans and a red silk tank with a low-cut V-neck. My tits would look obscene in this. I went to the closet and got my nipple kit out. I used the suction to stand one at attention and rolled a nipple band over the base of it, then did the other as well. The bands cut blood. I decided to call Elizabeth again, but when I did, it went straight to voicemail. She must be at work, I thought. I tried jerking off, even while fingering my wet snatch, but it just wasn't doing it for me. I needed something to fuck, something other than my hand. I seriously thought about sucking my own cock (it wouldn't have been the first time I had) but it lacked the sense of surprise that someone else doing it brought. I sighed heavily, sexually frustrated. Then I remembered. About two.