...I wondered if I'd be able to recover from this new-found interest and resist temptation in the future. I smiled a littlethinking 'as long as these ...hings aren't left in the bathroom anymoretempting me again I'll be OK.' Yeah......well maybe. We'll see. Hmmmmm. I put my pajamas and robe on and placed the cute socks in the shoes asbest I could remember how they had been when I found them and left thebathroom with them in hand. I sure didn't want to have to face them againif I got up in the. I looked over at a glance to see my whore masturbating herself hard as she watched us and then looked at Brian, "Fuck me" I said to him "Fuck me hard" I added as I moved back away from him. Laying back down on the sofa I moved one leg over the back and dropped one over the front of the sofa, spreading my legs apart, leaving my cock and bunt hole open for Brian. Before he decided to fuck me, Brian leaned down and taking my cock in his hand, moved up close to it and licked my cock up and down,. I reached back to pull his hand off of head. Ben resisted, but I was able to break his grip and showed him I was game by burying an another inch of his tool into my throat. He let out a loud moan as I began to bob my mouth up and down his shaft.“Suck it,” Ben muttered under his breath. I eagerly took another inch of his manhood into my throat and cupped his big balls with my right hand. He placed his hand against the back of my head once again and forced me to take another inch. “All the way,”. I’d thought about saying more and decided against it, had grabbed my bag and walked out, out of the office, back to my car, to my flat.“Anais? Are you still there?”“Yes.”“Okay, you went all weird there for a second. So, what are you going to do now?”“I told you. I’m going to stop worrying about who I ought to be, about being the professional businesswoman who never stops. I’ve had some calls already: seems that word has got around and I reckon I can sell my controlling shares to some Investment.