She moaned with every thrust and started getting louder and louder. For fear of getting caught. I stopped. Slid my cock out of her. She started to tur... to look at me to find out why I stopped, but before she could turn to see me, I put my hand on the back of her head and held it forward. I pointed to the copy room and whispered..."In there, slut!" and pushed her lightly.She went....and I followed. Upon entering the room, I pushed her over the copy machine and smacked her ass. "Don't worry you. We both looked at her gym bag and made eye contact, I grinned as she nodded her head with a little smile. I was so nervous. Later in the day we ran into each other in the break-room while I was getting coffee she asked me in a soft low voice "So did you like my car?" I replied and told her it was a great car I would have to run more errands in it more often. She then asked me "Did you like my gym bag too?" I answered and told her I don't know what she's talking about. She said " I went through. "I like it too." I laughed lightly. "It's sexy." Is it?" He widened his soft blue eyes and I nodded slowly, rubbing the insides of my thighs with my hands."Yeah." I bit my lip. "Ask me again." Can I kiss your pussy, Steph?" Yeah," I sighed. "Come here..."Chris left his towel on, just kneeling on the carpet of Mark's bedroom, and he reached for my hips. I scooted my butt down a little for him, getting close enough so he could bring his mouth to my pussy. I watched as Chris just looked at me down. ”“And you are. What can I help you with?”“Can I get your name?”“Dan Figeroa,” the man said. “Can I get yours?”I ignored that, instead saying, “I have a story for you ... well, information I guess ... that should make a good story.”“Ok. And that information is?”“Have you heard of the town of Alice?”“No, should I?”“It’s a small town about an hour east of you, kind of north of Beaumont.”“You know this is the Houston paper, right?”“Yes, I do. Once I explain, it should make sense why I’m calling you.