As we sought out and experimented with various locations for our erotic liasions, we discovered that some “business” relations conducted in the co...ference room are far more exciting and satisfying than others…Susan was sitting across the crowded conference room from me at one of our usual project planning meetings. It was a typical mind-numbing torture by powerpoint type of meeting with nothing new (or meaningful) being presented by higher level corporate types who like the attention of an. The sheets crumpled at the foot of the bed. She was laying there like a classical painting. A sleeping Venus. One rosebud nipple poking through between her hand, resting sleepily. Hair tousled. My thick drowsy phallus went back to full erection at the sight of the shape of her mound, her pale skin. Luminescent, as poets tend to ruminate. I’ll admit it, I’m a sucker for that stuff. Bit of indie underground in there please, though. I like my faux-realities slightly raw and singed. “Aren’t you. They are talking and she has had so much to drink, her speech is slurred. I hear say something about watching porn and her being amazed by big cocks and I can’t make out what she says, but in the next moment he unzips his pants and pulls out that huge piece of meat of his. Her eyes are like wide open with amazement as he walks toward her. I’m thinking she is going to just look at it and then ask him to put it away before I get there, but instead she leans over and I can’t believe it but takes. She asked what I would like to do with her, I paused for a while and she said in a sultry voice that she liked to please any way possible. I felt embarrassed but asked her if she would wear High Heels for me with Black Nylons. She purred over the phone that it would be her pleasure. We set up a time for the next day. I went to bed that night with a raging hard-on and masturbated to her words.I rang the bell and she came to the door dressed in a Tight Fitting Dress that hugged her tits and.