His breath teased her ear to a tingle. "That's the sound of two consenting adults alone in an empty house."She relaxed in his arms, a small smile play...ng at the corners of her mouth."Oh, sorry. I didn't recognize it at first." She finished wiping the plate dry.He gently took her hand and guided it down to the counter top where she released the plate voluntarily. "Me neither. Should we do something about all this silence?"She tossed the dishtowel onto the plate and backed up against his chest,. Her foot was gently massaging my chest. Her suit clung to her curves, the stockings revealing a tantalizing glimpse into what wonders might lay beneath it. My head began to swim."You don't need to feel uncomfortable, Chike," she said softly. She must have sensed I was nervous. "I didn't tell you any of this to make you feel bad. On the contrary, you should feel good." I always feel good around you, Ifeoma," I told her matter-of-factly.She laughed. "Good, I feel the same way about you. Which is. I got the temp job I cannot believe that I got the job. I would be working with him every day. I had to sit or fall my legs could not hold me.What was I going to wear / Would he like me? All this ran through my mind as I sat there.Working temp jobs is hard but I enjoy them, they never get old or boring. I have dreamed and fantasized about the man that is going to be my boss. I felt my thighs tremble my nipples grew hard my pussy started to get wet.Lance Castwell is his name! A CEO of a. Somehow it stayed put. Her butt and thighs shook with the impact. She gasped and strained, the wet, hot pressure continuing to build, his heavy thrusts pounding into her clit like tiny lightning bolts.The thrumming echoes tightened. “Will, the cards! Now!”Will scrambled, picking up the deck and managing not to drop them. He fanned them out and held them low for Bella. She didn’t do anything. “So. Close,” she groaned.The thrumming echos passing back and forth between them synchronized, becoming.