Elizabeth had had a nice weekend, too. She was at the table near their desks, sorting out some filing, when she turned to Stan."James came over to see...me on Sunday," she told him."Mmm?" replied Stan, who was deep into a failure analysis."I said, James came over to see me on Sunday!" she said, with some asperity."Ah. All's well there, then? You and James getting along famously? Let's see the ring? When's the wedding?" Oh, You! Nothing like that. He's a very good friend, and he came over to help. Something hard, and big, and decidedly penis-shaped. She couldn’t stop the surprised gasp as he lowered his head to lick at her collarbone with the tip of his tongue. He smelled so clean, and fresh, and he was hot and wet, and hard and male. “Do I feel uninterested?”And with that he yanked her harder, firmer, into his grasp, so that she was plastered against him from top to toe. His erection was more insistent now, as his mouth travelled across to the other side of her neck. And even as Amy. "You and your 'boyfriend' have a good time. We'll just be over here."With that they sauntered back to their table, but they never took their eyes off of us.When they were gone Kathy turned to me. "Thank God you showed up." She said, relief evident in her face. "I couldn't get away from them. They don't know when to back down!"I gave the two men a nervous glance. They were still staring at us. I averted my eyes and turned to Kathy. "I'm not sure that they HAVE backed down." I told her.She. The other woman giggled. Then she heard two sets of heels walk out the door.Shelley flushed with embarrassment. And excitement."First you have to catch me!" Rick taunted her some more. "I'll see you in a few minutes. Bye."She sighed and then closed the phone.Her body still shivered with delight.Using some toilet paper, Shelley wiped as much cum off her hands as she could, then fumbled with her bra clips. Her hands were trembling so badly, it took her about four times longer than it should have.