.. Continuing to look out the window, this woman appeared in front of the door step. She was tall; about 5ft.9; medium length brown hair; gree... eyes; B-Cup breasts; Caucasian; red nail polish; barefoot; and had a long green dress on. In her right hand, she was carrying a big sharp knife. She opened the door, and walked in very slowly. This horrified me because I knew this was a bad sign. It didn't matter if she was the opposite sex because she was armed with a deadly weapon. I did not. "Half an hour later, she turned back to him and said, "Oh you're still here."She laughed at the wounded expression he flashed her."How did you plan that?" Jessie asked."It wasn't easy. Every time I tried to sneak into work early you'd come in with me. And I couldn't alter the blinds without you seeing me." So how did you do it?" Well I actually owe Peter a couple favours. I did the changes in his office to his blinds. And then yesterday I switched the blinds during one of your meetings. It's. One hand played with my vagina while I licked and sucked and wished I could use my hands to pleasure him. After a while, he lifted himself away from my face and lowered his head between my legs. I cried out at the touch of his tongue. He snarled, "I'm done with your mouth, and you can't keep it shut, so..." The remains of my panties became a gag. As an afterthought, the bedside towel became a blindfold. Unable to see what he was doing, I focussed my attention on his touch, on his flicking. The room was almost black except for a small sliver of light from where the curtains would not quite stay closed and faint green glow from the clock on the nightstand. ‘I laid out a blanket and pillow for you on the couch.’ he told her. ‘Thanks.’ she replied. But the voice was too close. In the half second it took him to realize what was going on. She had slipped into the king sized bed with him. Then back to her earlier position of laying her head on his shoulder. ‘Is this ok?’ She asked. .