God I wanted her, my straining manhood attested to that, but I knew that if I bent to her will too easily she would be somehow disappointed. It was a ...ontinuation of our game except that barbed comments were swapped for hidden touches, a glib comment exchanged for a brief invasion of personal space. The day drew to a close and one-by-one our colleagues vacated, monitors flickering off as the day’s work was completed. My heart rate quickened as our final unintentional interloper packed up his. "She went to L.A. this morning."Damn! Laura thought. Does that woman give her key to every pretty little slut in the company? Or just the ones I care for?She clenched her teeth. "Not in her office. I couldn't do it." I love to make you jealous." I know." After work, at your place. But I can only stay twenty minutes. I have to pick up Stacey at daycare."Of course this destroyed the afternoon for Laura, whose cunt seemed to hum and throb and ooze uncontrollably at each thought of Yvette. She knew. Unfortunately, when we were shown to a table, it was right next to another couple who were friends of ours! They invited us to join them, and of course, we had to say yes.All through dinner while everyone was conversing and laughing, all I could think about was what she might have done all day to make her as happy as she seemed to be. By the time dinner was over, my balls were aching! I couldn’t wait to get to the hotel and hear her story.When we finally got back to our room, I immediately got. She directed him back to the training table and to lie on his back with his eyes closed. Once she was dry, Miss Tomlinson picked up the bottle of oil and started to massage Tim’s left foot.Miss Tomlinson lifted his leg so that his foot was elevated. She manipulated the sole of his foot and sucked each of his toes individually. He opened his eyes to see what was happening, but she said, “Keep them closed.”Once that foot was complete, she applied more oil to her hands and worked her way up his.