I attempt to move you where I want you but its not part of our usual morning routine. You try to help me, but that's not where I want you. The moment ...s slipping away, fast. I grab you and put you on your knees. You go to work sucking and rubbing me. You seem so pleased, it comes so natural to you. I must have just wanted a slight change. Only a momentary mix up, now things are back to normal. Although I am appreciative for your willingness to comply with the change to the norm, that's not why. Even after 'Spike' left the company she would still phone Anne to talk over her problems.Anne was at work about two months after 'Spike' had left when her phone rang, answering it Anne found she had a tearful 'Spike' on the other end of the line apparently everything that could go wrong had and she was desperately in need of a shoulder to cry on. I got a phone call from Anne letting me know she would be late home that night, as she was calling in on 'Spike' as she was having "end of the world. Many selfies later and a few bars in, we sit in a dark corner of a jungle themed lounge. Music up slightly too loud we shout to be heard. We laugh about all sorts when she suddenly turns to my ear. "He's hot!" A tall dark and handsome man, slight stubble, plain white t shirt and big arms. What's not to like?She sucks her straw looking up at me begging me with her eyes to go and talk to him. I stand up. Slam my drink down and strut towards him. I stand next to him and I'm seen first by the bar. With my bush down there too, I was sure it intensified the pleasure. I knew he loved my bush, as he couldn't help but stare at it earlier. He stayed straight up, so I had complete access to do just that for him.I had no idea if he even had a rough idea of what he wanted to do with me, but I was sexually improvising then and waiting for the results to come about after every passing second. In due time, I just knew I'd have him more than ready for Wendy because the roof would already be broken.As.