"I'm a bit preoccupied with this new client's records, I need to focus…"What's the point of sending email hours ahead if you go around asking each t...me.He didn't wait for an answer and sighed when he felt her presence leave for the next victim. June stared at the spreadsheet ahead of him and groaned before running a hand through his hair. He was thankful for his job by not having to deal with many people in person, leaving some of his more personal choices like hair length, a non-issue.His work. There was no need for a response. Sarah’s question was really her way of letting me know that “slow” was how we were going to proceed. Sarah let go of my manhood, got up and moved onto the bed, lying on her side, and still wearing her open pajama top. I watched her tits bounce and sway, and the wonderful view of her ass and wet pussy lips as I took off the rest of my clothes and slid into bed beside her. She held my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it as we kissed. I sucked on her hard. "Terry," I started. "You know, the thing is, you're just sure you'rechanging, but I can't see any changes. And now I have a boyfriend in mylife instead of a girlfriend but I don't think of myself as gay. I mean,I guess if I was gay for you, then that would be OK, but I'm having ahard time making love to your body and always waiting for you to be agirl because I like the boy, too.I'm stuck in this in-between place, where I don't know what you are, andI don't know what I am. If you want to suck. How much I ached for her. We sit on the blanket and she pours wine. Neither of us speak much, as there isn't really much to say. We don't want to spoil the beauty of the moment, the serenity of the day. For this short time, we are not slaves, just women enjoying a warm afternoon. I pull a g**** off the stem and offer it to her. She nibbles it out of my fingers and laughs. I laugh too, relaxing a bit. I hand her another g**** and this time she takes my wrist, eating the g**** and then licking my.