But it doesn't bother her, either. In fact, she welcomes it—revels in it, and will even get a little piqued when someone ignores her. Her frie...d, Samantha, chalked it up to the nasty divorce she'd gone through two years ago, and that Deidre's wanton behavior was her way of getting back at her cheating ex-husband. Deidre thought that was a bunch of baloney. She just wanted a good, hard fuck by a good, hard cock attached to a willing and able man. Simple as that. Besides, she was thirty-two. Sex, sex, sex, obviously, in the way she looked at him and in the way that she asked him if he was coming to bed, she wanted him to come to bed. Difficult to misjudge her intent, she gave him that sexy look that told him that she wanted sex. The same look that she gave him more than ten years ago when they first met at a concert, she gave him that look that told him that she wanted to suck and fuck. After spending the night teasing his friends with sexy up skirts peeks and forbidden down blouse. He pulled up his schedule, and noticed that he had two cancellations for this morning. He pulled up his email, and began skimming through his messages. Nothing interesting, he thought. There was a knock at the door. ‘Yeah who?’ he asked. ‘It’s me, Missy,’ said a voice from behind the door. ‘Yes Missy, come on in,’ demanded the Doctor. Missy opened the door and walked in. All Dr. Omari saw was tits and ass approaching his desk. A few of the papers she had in her hand managed to slip out and. He had thanked her and she told him she knew those cops well as she had hit her ball in there quite a lot and then she had said to him quite sluttily, “I’m very good at finding balls in there.”They had walked in and he had asked her where she thought they should look. She had asked him if he really fancied her and he had told her he did so she had gone up to him and groped his crotch and told him she thought they should look in there. He had told her he agreed and she had undone his pants and.