She wore her auburn locks high in a twist, her eyes accentuated by a hint of shadow. She wore a black satin evening gown cut low and revealing not onl... very attractive cleavage, but also the fact that she wore no bra. The clinging gown accentuated her figure nearly reaching the floor, but with deep slits on either side exposing lots of leg and thigh. Silver sequined stiletto heels and matching pierced dangling earrings completed the stunning ensemble."Enjoying yourself?' he asked.The meal was. But, then I had an idea. What if I just asked one woman? Who could I ask? There is one woman I worked with a few years back who could be a possibility. We never did anything socially that was not a work related function, but I had a number of fairly personal conversations with Jennie and we did have a level of trust established. She also knew that I considered her beautiful, yet I never tried anything inappropriate and did not make innuendos in her presence except on rare occasions. What can I. "She stopped. The anger began to die from her face. She stared up at him in astonishment. His cock was so hard it strained the cloth of his pants."Why, you ARE hard!"He blushed. "Your body in that suit is the sexiest sight I've seen in months. You've got an incredible build. Your anger is balm to my ears. All I get is shit, all day long, day after day; oozing, wheedling voices." I... I... I..."But her trip seemed to break through some thin membrane that contained his own inner feelings."You. ." he begged. "say you're my bitch... say you're my gay bitch.." I demanded. he moaned and drove his head into the cushion of the couch, "I'm your gay bitch.... fuck me I'm your gay bitch!" I pulled his hand back and pounded him so hard as our bodies clapped together. fucking his ass good before pushing him forward and throwing him onto the couch as he fell forward. I sat next to him on the couch as I slapped his ass. "come on.. ride my cock bitch." he got up, breathing heavy but continuing on..