" She took my hands in hers and laughed, are you serious, again?; She reached down between us and fondled me, with a slight frown she lifted herself... shifted and once again I felt myself within her wet, velvety softness. With a smile she began slowly moving her hips, I don't believe this, she said. I have a flight to catch. She moved slowly at first, back and forth, occasionally she would rotate her hips in a circle. Ummm, she muttered, eyes half closed, hooo yeah, she uttered, and she. Moving on down now to her back and shoulders the robe is lowered with no resistance, the sides of her small breast come into view, I add more oil and spread it all over the upper back making sure the oil is kept warm on the small candle heater. The oils are really helping the flow and the aroma is building with the assistance of some light music in the background. Working the oil in gentle circular movements followed then by a firmer massage with my hands moving from the top of her spine down. Afterwards, we both made our way back to work. I had a lot of work to do; it was time for another run to the farm, and we had to get stuff moving on the Thanksgiving holiday. We had been working on this for months, admittedly. After making sure that my eminently capable store workers were doing their jobs well, I set off to the farm.This was the hardest time of the year, one of the reasons it had been so unforgivable to leave at this moment. In a few weeks we would have to delver 600 turkeys,. Everyone here calls me the Director but that isn't my real job title. I was the superintendent, the shlub whose job it was to keep the politician's bolt hole clean and tidy while they played nuclear chicken. When they got here in their helicopters and limousines they were mighty upset to find the cavern already filled. And I think I did an awesome job considering the circumstances. There wasn't time to reach MIT but I found the next best thing, the staff of the Genius bar from the Apple store.