The next text I received stated, "be here at 7, wear slutty makeup, do not wear panties and bring toys". I honestly read and re-read that message seve...al times, my pussy clinching tightly each time and the moisture from it soaking my panties and clothing. After work I rushed home showered and dressed, tossed an assortment of toys into a bag and knocked on his door at exactly 7, all my senses on alert. We sat and talked, drinking and laughing like two old friends for several hours and we were. "Give meyour candy," he said, reaching for Becky's bag."Leave her alone," I ordered him, shoving him...though he was quite a bigbigger than me so it didn't do much good."Make me," the boy responded, shoving me so that I fell back and on mybutt."Hey," Becky's mom yelled. The boy looked a little nervous then hesneered and ran off. "Are you okay honey?" He tried to take my candy," Becky started to cry while her momcomforted her."Don't worry," Carol whispered to me. "Every piece of candy he. She never suspected his underlying shyness at all. Like her, he seemed confident in his ability to do his job well, never cracked under pressure, had a ready smile for others. Matt got along well with all his colleagues, male and female, including sharing the odd joke with them, although Sophie had noticed one thing. Highly suggestive or aggressive flirting was frowned on in her office; on the other hand, a bit of lighthearted, flirtatious banter once in a while was par for the course, but. But she was also turned on and very horny.She made the move now and came on top of me. Unbuttoned my shirt and was kissing all over my chest. Then slowly moved downwards and removed my belt and slided my jeans down. Then she was looking at the bulge in my undies with hungry lustful eyes. She grabbed and removed my jockey. My 6″ tool sprang out saluting her. She took it in her hands and started sucking like a lolypop. In the mean time i was also playing with her boobs.Again I took the command.