Then slowed, and ground her clit on my crotch. She was obeying the rules, but the occasional ‘Fuck’ would come out between her moans. She stopped,...grinding her clit, and an, “Ahh,” from her indicated she had cum again, I felt her pussy walls pulsating on my cock. She remained there for a minute, just ever so slowly grinding and I could hear low noises of pleasure form her. Without taking my cock out, she rotated round, and sat in a reverse cowgirl position. And started humping, I met her. I could see that Fanny was at her post of observation—and now awaited, with some impatience, the critical moment.In due course Mrs. Blunt and Alice finished their tour of inspection and made as if they would rest for a while."What comfortable chairs you men always manage to get about you," remarked Mrs. Blunt as she somewhat critically glanced at my furniture."You bachelors do study your creature comforts—and so remain bachelors!" she added somewhat significantly, as she was among our deluded. There was extra flesh to hold on to, and hold on I did!Her skin was without blemish. It was pale in hue and below, a sparse bush as auburn as the hair on her head. The folds of her womanhood were not hidden, but prominently displayed for me to view. They were engorged with blood as her excitement proved itself. The most amazing thing was her height. As I laid her on the bed, I noted that she and I were exactly the same height, a perfect match.As she lay there, I resumed exploring her body with. Everyone would freeze, as the clacking sound of her 5" heels contacting the tile floor, echoed off the office walls.When she reached the culprit's desk, she stood, with hands-on-hips, scolding in a raised voice, as if the person in front of her was a naughty child. The occasional wagging of a finger in front of the miscreant's face only added to the poor worker's humiliation. Often, tears would form, as the scolding continued, only to end with a sobbing apology.This lecturing caught young Tim.