I can feel myself leaking everywhere.I proceed to partially remove her pants and panties. She had a belt on, damn. I unsnap her pants and we both free...e for a moment. No noise or movement. We're good. I pull the blanket over us. She is stroking me over my pants, squeezing out even more precum. I pull her pants down just enough so I can penetrate her.I unzip my pants ever so quietly. She continues to stroke me while I do so. Finally we are both under the blanket, the blanket is thick so I. It happened on a Friday, a day when the cleaning staff traditionally started and finished early and so it was around half past six that I went over to Alexa's office to discuss (debrief) the day's events.She poured the coffee and a couple of drinks (G&T ice and a slice) ... gin (AKA 'Mother's ruin' ) was what she kept in her fridge... Why don't I have a amall office fridge... must look into this... but I digress!The conversation developed much more swiftly, as you would expect this time, on to. I tell you how I need to fuck you, how I need to come inside you, how I need the fluttering walls of your cunt in orgasm to fulfil my desire. How I need you to own me in orgasm. As I tell you, I realise you have awakened, that your wet cunt desires me as much as I desire you.I reach around and find a nipple tenderly, its response instant and erotic, as the bud hardens against my palm. I need more and I cannot resist as I pinch firmly, feeling a shudder work through your torso into the greedy. More numerous than all the rest, possibly the leftover bits of primordial stew which are still brewing the froth.Certainly part of why new species evolve, a sudden changeling in the nest, Honey, how could you have mated with a dragon when none have existed until now? Not to mention random hybridization which create new differences and new possibilities.Life, the God-word doesn’t mind genetic manipulation, all life strives to live. The viruses shuffle the cards frequently anyway, and what works.