‘Who’s the tease now?” he said, trying to ignore the tremble he felt in her touch. ‘Tit for tat,’ She said, and knelt to wipe each vertical...leg, while ignoring the stumpy middle one. He laughed. ‘I love it when you talk dirty. Tell me what a tat is, so I can trade it for your tit.’ Suspending the towel between both hands, Sherry lifted until it supported his cock. She bounced it on the towel trampoline, and then began a seesaw motion to rub the terrycloth against the sensitive underside.. "When we got to the Courtyard I looked up at Marcus's table and found Karen and Anne but no Marcus. Karen and Anne will go out and then they flirt with and tease all the men in a bar but never go home with any. Donna told me that she thinks they are hot for each other. I always watch the pretty girls, but now I was much more interested in what the girls were wearing. Anne was wearing a tight fitting but sexy pants' suit whereas Karen had on a short and very hot looking little black dress. Donna. The single girls envy for her was exhibited on their faces. It wasn't that they weren't as good looking as her, though they weren't, it was more they didn't have – "it." That certain "it" that every little prick tease has. The inherent ability to send a mixed message – I'm wild as hell and you have a shot at me; coupled with, I'm so fucking hot you don't have a chance. My cock twitched in my pants trying to grow it wanted to get wet, no, that isn't quite right. What it wanted was to feel a hot. To make our mindless jobs a bit fun, we go through the personal stuff of the female employees and gossip. Sometimes, we login to their computers and go through the browsing histories. We almost always stumble upon astonishing findings! However, lately, I’ve been bored with all that. I was diagnosed with depression and only Tyler knew. Our conversation continued with me saying: - Ryan: yea? like what? Dildo? Double dildo? Triple fuckin dildo? I’ve seen them all, man! Listen, if I can’t find shit.