I told you we could use my cousin's apartment too." You asked me to take you to the movies, a date. I heard what you said about the apartment, but you...were asking me to take you on a date first. When I told you I wasn't dating, you could have told me to forget about the movies and invited me to your cousin's apartment to fuck." Why didn't you tell me that then?" Because it is against my new rules. I probably shouldn't have told you what I just did. I didn't want you to think I didn't like you. " I smiled, not understanding some of his words, onlycaring when we could fuck!"You mean, like, I get to have all the yummy cocks?" I asked inanely. Henodded, still smiling that smile. Then the remaining strap snappedsending my colossul breasts bouncing outward! I grunted as the suddenshift of weight made me stumble, but I managed to keep to my feet.I looked down at the expanse of cleavage that was beginning to stretchmy shirt to the point of tearing. My breasts were beyond huge now, thenipples. “Then he asked, real nice and politely, if he could touch my stockings.” Patty went on. “He was so nice so I said he could. He ran his hands over them and told me how soft they were, that they were just like silk. He would move his hand up to the lace around the top of the stockings then stop there. It was making me tingle and I kinda wanted him to go higher and touch my skin, but I didn’t say anything. He, again, told me how cute I was then asked if he could kiss me on the lips. I still didn’t. What was I going to wear / Would he like me? All this ran through my mind as I sat there.Working temp jobs is hard but I enjoy them, they never get old or boring. I have dreamed and fantasized about the man that is going to be my boss. I felt my thighs tremble my nipples grew hard my pussy started to get wet.Lance Castwell is his name! A CEO of a marketing company he has climbed the corporate ladder rather fast , people look up to him ,fear him, desire him and hate him. But that happens in.