"That got his attention. He turned to look at me."What're you talking about, Stacey?" What I'm talking about is that I've been wanting you and I can't...help it. I don't want to wait anymore."I cleared stuff off his desk and pushed his keyboard aside then planted myself on his desk in front of him. I slid my skirt up my thighs. His eyes lit with attention when he saw my bushy snatch wink at him. That got me grinning and I picked up his arm and dropped it on my lap."Stacey . . . what if somebody. Tabby placed her palms against my stomach. "Easy, now. We need toeat first. I want to be a good hostess for you."I took her hand and held it against my stiff rod. "Baby, we need to dosomething about this, first..." I gave her my best soulful look.Tabby shook her head in mock disgust. "You men..." she muttered. Then shesquatted and pulled me close. Her mouth enclosed my cock head and hertongue started swirling around it. I took hold of one of the bedposts asTabby took hold of my shaft with both. “Honey, I’ll be fine. You go back there behind the bar and wash your hands. That dress is too pretty to ruin.”“Carl?”“Go wash up. I’m not going anywhere.” I had my hand clamped on my arm, trying to keep up pressure. It hadn’t hurt before, but that was changing quickly. Now I was at the stinging-like-a-bitch stage! Shit!That was about the end of the evening in the bar. I think we turned out the entire police force on Eleuthera that night, at least a half dozen, along with a few ambulances. I. But not before giving her steed one long, last penetrating look.When she left the stables and began to make her way back to the scene of the gaiety the throng caught sight of her."Melanie, where have you been. We've all been looking for you."She smiled graciously to hide her bored feelings. Her beautiful, long-flowing white chiffon dress blew in the cool breeze.They were gathering around her now, all of them asking how she had liked their presents that they had picked especially for her.She.