I guess that was me.I responded:No. Neither does my wife.I drove home, and I was only a couple blocks away when he responded:I'll be using that cock s...cking, cum swallowing mouth of yours very, very soon.I responded, really wishing soon was now:I can't wait.I pulled into the driveway when I got another text:Are you in pantyhose?I often wore pantyhose under my suits at work, and always in the hotel room when I was making my five-state rounds... I loved the feeling of pantyhose on my cock, sans. My company and personal funds were nearly depleted and I still hadn’t landed a single contract.With this situation heavy on my mind, I arrived at my next appointment with the CFO of a medium sized gaming company. His name was Ted Barnes, and he’d scheduled this meeting for after-hours, saying it was the only time he had available on his schedule. Being in no position to complain, I readily accepted the meeting.I entered the empty foyer of his building, and called his cell number to let him know. I’m not expecting to receive an answer right away as she didn’t appear to be online at the moment. Much to my surprise, she responded within a few minutes. I click on the link and open the message.“How are you?”“I’m doing OK. Getting ready for a snow storm. How are you doing sexy?”“Good, about to get out of my clothes – hope you’ll be able to stay warm.”“Oh damn! Thanks for the mental picture. I’ll stay warm snuggled under my blankets.”Involuntarily, I lick my lips as I mentally picture her. It was of the same color of her nipples, and it had nothing to do with those porn actresses I saw on porn movies, it was well closed and instead of meat jumping off it, it was just like a fissure. It was my turn; I grabbed her ass and pulled her toward my head, very slowly. As her pussy came closer I could see her fluid coming out her vagina, and the meat that was completely visible on porn actresses pussies on hers were only visible when her pussy was a palm away. As my hands squeezed around.