Enoughof my bleeding-heart confessions. It is just a delaying tactic. I will reluctantlytell you my story. The 17thstarted off like any other day. My ...ife is veryregimented, and I like to believe this is because I am focused and successful.My alarm goes off at 7.30am. I rise, feed the cat, shower, dress, have eggs,bacon and a muffin for breakfast, followed by a cup of strong coffee while Iread the financial section of the newspaper. It is the only part of thenewspaper I read. I am not. "I wish I had a body like her. Maybe then men would look at me. I wish I had her tits," I said as she took off her bra.He instantly turned around and looked at me."It's true, she has great tits," I commented looking at his flushed face.Flinching his hand away from my boobs, he crossed his leg. Both of us sat silently looking at the screen, while the hero bit and sucked her pink nipples and rubbed his hands all over naked body, except vagina hidden under the bed sheetLater in the movie she was. Pride in your work and all that!’ I gave him the bird as I Ieft the boardroom, allowing Dannii to proceed through the door I opened for her. She thanked me and made some remark about being so honest with the boss, which I could only smile at and make some nervous macho laugh, which only made me cringe on the inside. Over the next few weeks, I trained Dannii from the other side of the desk, not wanting to risk her clocking my huge erection every time I saw her get up to get some faxes or talk. Perhaps we had missed each other. If she wasn’t at home, that would mean that the guy had probably dragged her to a motel or his house and I wouldn’t have a chance of finding her at all.Flagging a cab back home, the phone was still on my ear as I intently try to hear if I could get a clue to where they were like background noises or something like that, but all I could hear was the passionate lovemaking on the other side. And as much as it was morally wrong to continue listening, there was a.