“if you want, I can arrange it, if you pay for a good hotel somewhere for the weekend!” To say I was amazed, was an understatement… ten minutes...ago I was a 20year old, very junior manager in my father`s firm, who now had a drink on a stick secretary (that my old man had picked for me,) and who had only lost his cherry to this lovely creature a week ago! I had only had the job a fortnight, before that and I had worked in every corner of his damned bakery doing what dad called “work experience!”. Her tongue teased his lips and danced across his tongue. His hands moved up and down her back and caressed her ass. She arched her back pressing her pelvis against his thighs and allowed his hands to stroke first her hair, then her neck, and finally her breasts.They never made it to the bedroom. They made it as far as the living room rug. In that brief distance from the kitchen to the living room, Dafina had managed to remove John’s shirt and undo his pants. He in turn had removed her blouse. He was already naked because I could feel his cock rubbing against my stomach when he reached over and kissed me and said he loved me. He ran his hands along my face and then my breasts stopping to kiss and nuzzle them, nipping at my hardened nipples and then lapping at my belly button. I felt him get on his knees and he placed one of my legs over his shoulders so he could have better access to my sweet pussy. He started flicking his tongue against my clit and then slowly inserted his tongue. That’s what I wanted you to believe.” She moved her hand away from her pussy and put it towards her mouth. I could see her middle and ring finger shining with her juices. “I pretended to leave and quickly hid in my wardrobe.” The penny was starting to drop, “You mean you knew I was here all along?” “Yes, it was hard to miss you” I looked confused. “Well firstly the room door was unlocked; I’d locked it before I went out. Also your bags were in the wardrobe. Although I didn’t find those until I.