Finally the time brought us closer and we started travelling together to office by train. It was one Wednesday when I had to go home in the middle of ...he day and had come back by 2 Hrs. Due to less time I decided to rush back to office by bike… this is when a thought strike me… will she be comfortable getting on my bike?And I messaged her asking what she prefers back home… Train or Bike…. To my happiness I got a reply… Bike with a smiley… and I started on my bike to office… Happy… really. ”“I suppose we do.”“One of which is your own position...”Perhaps Brigadier Abercromby might be forgiven for not considering the implications of the move for himself. He was aware of a sinking sensation in his mid-section. “Oh...” Somehow, he was at a loss to come up with anything more coherent.“Oh, don’t worry, Brigadier. There’s no question of wanting to get rid of you. It’s just that your current job title is no longer appropriate. The question is whether you would be willing to consider a. She awoke maybe fifteen, twenty minutes later, when she realized she still had the dildo in her. Wanda extracted the dong from her love box and proceeded to mount it to her harness. She slipped out of the swing. She knew she would be getting one for herself. She hiked up her skirt and wrapped the harness around her. With the straps tight and ready for use, Wanda lowered her skirt. She smirked since you could barely see the dong poking out at the end of the skirt. A hidden danger, she thought.. I staggered backwards in a shocked state and feeling although I had had some sort of an electric shock."Oh shit Matt look at that!!!" she said pointing down at the front of my jeans.My embarrassment was complete — I looked down to see I had a hard on and the front of my baggy jeans where standing out like a tent, it was like my head said one thing and my body was making a liar out of me."Wow Matt" she said stepping forward again and starting to slowly stroke me through my jeans.The stroking.