I wiggled my thong covered ass out of my jeans and stood before him in my new matching red bra and panties, he said, "oh, nice" I smiled to myself. I ...limbed onto his bed and undid his belt and wiggled down his jeans and underwear, freeing his manhood. This time, instead of pleasuring him with my mouth, I straddled him and rubbed my panty covered cock, balls and ass against his harding prick. I was nervous, but took a chance and leaned in, kissing him on the lips. I smiled when he didn't stop. I was bruised from the top of my left shoulder across both boobs and my upper stomach and hip. The shoulder strap and seatbelt had done a number on me.I drove one of the unmarked cars to KCC and was doubly cautious. I did stop and pick up several different papers at the new 7-11. The front page of all of them was about the accident. There were statements from Jeff's family and friends and speculation from all directions. Duke was blaming everyone, including me.Bob Jackson was in my office. I have my own company apartment and I am living there alone. This sex story happened 3 months ago. I had a best friend from my college itself. Her name is Vidya 24 years old, 5.2 feet height and a milf figure. She has a huge pair of boobs. We are close to each other, but I didn’t get the opportunity even to touch her body.At that time, Vidya called me and said ” I got placed at a company there…and all the interview process is through telephone…Can you help me, when I reach there?? ” I said. I came to the studio early this morning, practically at the crack of dawn, with a head full of ideas and once I sat before the canvas I couldn’t put my brush down. I’ve managed to curve the corner of his lips into the mischievous smirk that I’ve become all too familiar with. The last detail is the little twinkle in his eye, seducing Persephone into eating the pomegranate and sealing her fate. Once it’s done I can’t stop staring at it. I almost feel like Persephone herself. I’m so tempted to.