.... we're the last two in the building' . 'Better safe than sorry' I said crossing swiftly to the door, looking out into the empty open plan office...and pulling the door shut for the second time before turning the key in the lock. She stood in front of me as I walked back to my desk. Reaching over my shoulders, she eased my suit jacket off and hung it up on the back of one of the conference chairs around the polished teak table in the corner. Without a word she carefully untied my tie and. I still like to pound pussy every chance I get. I have to admit I have been on a bit of a dry spell as the women my age are all looking for marriage, and I am a little too old for the younger ones. Julie likes to come over and talk two or three days a week over coffee. I of course have not made any advances toward her as she is married and I am a stickler that married women are off limits.Not that I would mind as she is a pretty girl with a stunning body. No more than five foot tall, and maybe. "Kevin! We're at the store, people could see us!"Kevin smiled and replied. "There's no windows back here and the counter is in the way, even if someone was looking they could only see your upper half, spreading her cheeks wide and tracing a finger between her legs through her bush.Anne shivered in pleasure, feeling that familiar tingling fire as her pussy flooded. Without saying a word,she turned back to the register and began counting the coins as Kevin lightly ran the tip of his finger. I write for Italian Vogue. I’m sure a man such as yourself has seen it before.” “Sure, I look at the pictures every time I’m in my dentist’s office.” “You are an Eddie Murphy, aren’t you?” “Excuse me?” “A comedian! A black Benigni!” She said laughing. “No not me.” “You don’t entertain, no entourage, no gay lover, no jokes, please tell me you can dance my dear Preston .” “I do alright.” “In that case what are you waiting for?” With that she places her flute onto the.