.. now."The man sighed deeply and ran his hand through his hair. He looked deeply into her eyes and saw the apprehension, which dwelt just beneath the...surface. He drew back from her and allowed his eyes to run appraisingly over her naked form. After the months he spent training her body, he knew all of her quirks quite well. He frowned as he read the signs of tension in the tight set of her shoulder muscles and in the rigid line of her jaw. Her posture so rigid, she seemed almost to thrum like. But he is late today — what is he doing? Finally, I hear the front door downstairs being opened. It must be Spencer coming home from school. I shout, "Spencer, is that you? Can you come up here a minute?" He is coming up the stairs. I am nervous — my heart is beating heavily. Spencer is interested in what I think of doing, but I do not know what he will think about my plan. I ask him how his school day has been. All right, he says vaguely. It seems that not everything is okay. He needs an. ” She said, “Just pull it out and stroke it for me a few times.” I did as she said trying to be as cautious as possible. It felt great to pull it out and pre-cum was already starting to tun down my shaft as I gave myself a couple of pulls. In an effort to not stain my pants I quickly licked my fingers clean before tucking myself back away. Ping, another message. “Did I just see you lick your fingers? Look over your left shoulder.” As I turned to look, I could see Stephanie at the printer. ’ Having put my best foot forward, I went back to my computer and did some work. It wouldn’t do to take two weeks off completely. I had to at least stay current with what was happening in the office. After cleaning the spam out of my inbox, I picked up my smart phone and called the office. After a few too many rings, Julia answered, sounding rather out of breath. ‘A-2-Z … consulting … Julia speaking … how may I direct your call?’ ‘It’s me.’ ‘Oh! Hi David,’ she said and I could hear the smile in.