Dammit. The aroused blonde gathered her papers and made her way down the aisle and through the hall to Chalmers’ office. He looked up from his desk ...s she walked through the door. ‘You’re here. Good. Close the door,’ he said. Michelle turned around and closed the door. Her heart started pounding. Chalmers stood up and walked around the desk. Then he smiled at Michelle. ‘Relax, sweetheart,’ he said. ‘I know you’re going to do just fine on the Martin’s account. You don’t need me to hold your. I was bored though. I was just running my hand up his leg, touching my fingertips against him. Massaging gently. He was sitting next to me. I touched my fingertips into his jeans, the seam in the denim rough. I intentionally caught my fingernails in the seam, just to make the pants move a little. Just a tease. I teased him for about half an hour, running my fingers over his cock, his pants tight. His pants were tight to start with, and I knew they were getting uncomfortable. He unzipped his. She then uncoupled and instructed me to do as she had done. Complying, I bent over and willingly accepted her dildo deep into my rear; I had known this wonderful ten inch intruder on several occasions, and loved every encounter we had. She grabbed hold of my hips and fucked me like a crazed sailor, until she made me scream with orgasmic pleasures.Finishing in the shower, we dried off, and I sat on the edge of the bed as my lovely lady got dressed. First, she donned a pair of bright-red, latex,. But, awake I did, unsure of how many hours had passed. My eyes nervously pried open. I found myself embraced by a soft feather mattress, covered with a hand-sewn quilt like my granny made for my ill-fated hope chest. It was still dark but the bright moonlight beaming through the window gave me the opportunity to view my new surroundings. I expected a hospital room or possibly a funeral parlor. To my relief, it was a tastefully decorated cottage. It exuded coziness although a fixer-upper like.