I even got about a hundred dollars in extra tips from parents, by way of thanks.For the competitive group, I knew that a weaving pattern wasn't going ...o do it, so during the last week of sessions, we worked on showy passes and schemes. Heel give-and-go passes, special signals for throw-ins, and taking high passes off their heads and then running upfield without letting the ball touch the ground, keeping the ball in the air with chest, shoulder, head and knee touches, were going to be the. I knelt on the bed in front of him and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him hard, and I tasted myself. I noticed he hadn’t even undressed. He owns a bar and he gets home in the middle of the night. He obviously came home with a mission to wake me, fuck me and then sleep. A perfect plan I must say. I stared in his eyes, as undid his belt, unzipped his khakis, and released that beautiful bulge. I kissed him again as I wrapped my hand around his thickness and began a slow hand job. I then lay. Love my shit, love my shit, love my shit!"Well... Definitely not something for the time-sheet. And yes, my work was signed-off satisfactory.About as different as you could get was the only other one I've ever screwed on the job since I started with the firm. A rough, crude, openly randy old Yorshirewoman called Maureen. No doubt quite elegant in her time, good cheekbones, thighs and calves well-proportioned, but the rest of the body skinny and shrunk, and the breasts sadly wrinkled.This time,. Then a couple ofslow songs came on and we were in a clinch dancing 'cheek to cheek' asit were. I didn't want it to happen and I was trying to wish it away butI got a hard on.She laughed. "Well, well, well is that for me?" I blushed stammering."I'm sorry, it's just I am all worked up about tonight and now you'rehere and you are all gorgeous and sexy." Kelli, it's OK I would love nothing more than for you to fuck me, but Idon't think that's really what you want is it?"We ended up drinking.