I wondered if that group was as devastated as mine. They were up on the eleventh floor, while I was on the ninth. Departments and groups don't visit a...d are not encouraged to mix. We're all little mice, spinning our wheel.Usually, if I send a completed project, within a minute or so, I receive another project or a patch to correct. I waited, nothing. Five minutes later, still nothing. Uh oh, would the axe fall now? I don't think there were but four of us in the entire programming department. . . you want me. I feel so comfortable with you. So safe. I haven’t felt that way in a long time. And, no, I don’t say that to all the guys. When I’m with you, I don’t feel like you’re trying to impress the people around you or that you’re wanting to exert your power over someone else. It’s like you . . .’ Love me, were the words that were on her lips, but Marissa couldn’t bring herself to say them. ‘What if I told you that I wanted to strip you naked right here and fuck you senseless?’ Alan. She parted her legs for me as I started to kiss her neck and continue to whisper in her ear how much I wanted to fuck her. Her legs parted even more, and I moved my fingers up to her naked pussy, shocked at how wet she was already. I gently rubbed her swollen clit as she let out a soft moan and writhed around on the seat in response to my strokes. "I want you to lick your pussy juice off my fingers!" I whisper to her just as I slip my finger inside her wet hole. She whimpers and turns her head. But on the other hand I’m very excited about seeing more of Her, I mean She wears lovely things at work, and nowadays it’s Her my eyes are on when I look through the office window and cum in my underpants. So seeing Her in what She wears at home, well, the thought of that is very exciting. I nervously ring Her door bell then stand back – I never invade a girl’s personal space, I’m far too nervous to and what would be the point, I only ever want to look. She opens the door with Her usual big.