What had I done wrong?She looked up at me, and she must have noticed the fear in my eyes. She stood up, and put a hand on my chest. “I want you to c...me inside of me.”My fear for myself vanished pretty quickly after that, although it was quickly replaced with concern for her. Words kept spilling out of her mouth, a torrent she seemed unwilling, or incapable of stopping. “I had to have control of you earlier, but I can’t always have control, and I feel safe with you, and I need you to help me get. Stevens isn’t back yet. Would you care to wait?” the secretary asked when he inquired about Stevens.“I’ll wait,” Hawthorn told her in a disgusted voice and slumped into a chair there. It was just after 2:00 when lawyer Stevens returned from lunch with several other members of the firm. He was shocked to see Gray / Hawthorn there waiting for him.“We need to talk,” Hawthorn told him rising from the chair where he had been waiting. Stevens didn’t look like he was at all anxious to talk to Hawthorn. Was someone following us? Ghosting behind us?I shivered as we reached the stairs. Our footsteps echoed as we climbed it and I thought... I heard our stalker hurrying down the hallway to keep up with us. My skin grew tighter and tighter. It had to be my brother. He had to think we were going to have sex.And he wanted to watch it again.He wanted to see me again.I gripped Melody's hand with my right, my left clutching the front of my blouse. I licked my lips as we headed past the second floor and. While at the moment I wanted nothing more than to feel the warmth of her breasts and gently tease her nipples, I stopped briefly, knelt and removed her panties. As I slipped them off her long legs I was lost in the wonder of her vagina. She was clean-shaven and the folds of her sex were swollen in expected pleasure, her dark clitoris rising from its sheath in anticipation of my kisses. She reached down and took gentle hold of my face, raising my mouth to her waiting kiss. Her lips pressed.