I undid her blouse revealing a black lace bra. I would guess about a 36C. I buried my face in her cleavage as she rubbed by cock inside of my shorts... We stopped for a quick second. We got on our knees on the bed as she took off her blouse and undid her bra, we were close I was kissing her neck and feeling her ass. I took off my t-shirt and undid my shorts down to my jockeys. While I did that she unhooked the back of her skirt asking me to slowly unzip. I was now sitting on the edge of the. Knowing she would be there soon, I sent " go to the couch bend over the back. Face the wall with your legs spread". I let a few more minutes pass. "Do not speak. Cum,moan,scream, but DO NOT TALK!" I looked at my watch, I sent the last text "It may or may not be me".I had told him my plan last week. He was reluctant so I took him over one afternoon and showed him around. I explained the entire fantasy in detail. He was to arrive in the evening. He would know all was good if her panties were on. She gave it a careful going over and then called a colleague—apparently her boss—to look at it, too.The second woman also studied it, glancing back and forth to compare me with the photo. Finally she nodded, apparently satisfied at last."Why?" came Susan's voice suddenly in my head. "Why are they being so careful?"It seemed a fair question, so I asked it. The two nurses looked at each other for a minute. "Sir, you're the second man to identify himself as Lawrence Costain in the last ten. I was startled and suffice it to say my aim was off and my urine dripped down my khaki pants. When I looked back, I saw my office neighbor for the first time. It would be difficult to determine who was shocked the most – her or me. She stuttered through an, “I’m sorry,” and then glanced down to see me trying to zip my pants with a solid pattern down my front. She closed the door and left – most likely back to her office.I came out, went back to my office, and locked the door. I looked down my.